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RADIO STATION	GENRE	LOCATION
Scanner: Santa Clara (CA) San Jose Police - Downtown	Public	USA
Radio Mirante FM 100.3 Santa Inês MA	Latin Hits,World Tropical	Brazil
Radio Santa Claus North Pole	Easy	Internet Only
KDB-FM 93.7 Santa Barbara, CA	Classical	USA
KVNR-AM 1480 (Little Saigon Radio) Santa Ana, CA	World Asia	USA
KRCB-FM 91.1 Santa Rosa, CA	Public	USA
Radio Santa Fe	News Talk	Colombia
KCSB-FM 91.9 Santa Barbara, CA	College	USA
Radio Santa María 590	Varied	Dominican Republic
Ràdio Santa Perpètua	Varied	Spain
Olímpica Santa Marta	Latin Hits,Spanish,World Tropical	Colombia
KZSB-AM 1290 (News-Press Radio) Santa Barbara, CA	News	USA
Free Radio Santa Cruz (FRSC), CA	Alternative,Varied,Talk	USA
KVYB-FM 103.3 (The Vibe) Santa Barbara, CA	R&B;,Hip Hop	USA
KQLV-FM 90.7 (K-LOVE) Santa Fe, NM	Christian	USA
Radio Tres 93.7 FM Santa Rosa	Sports	Argentina
KSFR-FM 90.7 Santa Fe, NM	Public	USA
KRAY-FM 103.5 (La Buena 103.5) Santa Cruz, CA	Latin Hits	USA
KJIC-FM 90.5 (Christian Music) Santa Fe, TX	Christian Contemporary	USA
Radio Santa Rosa	Religious	Peru

'Santa' is featured as a movie character in the following productions:

A Russell Peters Christmas Special (2011)

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Genres

Comedy

The Laundry (2009)

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Genres

Comedy
Short

Taglines:

A guy walks into a laundromat...

The Mrs. Clause (2008)

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Genres

Capture Claus (2008)

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Genres

Short

Taglines:

Grab Christmas by the beard.

Street Team Massacre (2007)

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Plot
Two rival juice companies, Eco-Elixir and Jock Juice, accidentally unleash an experimental formula of energy drink on an unsuspecting group of concert- goers. This formula turns whoever is unfortunate enough to drink it into flesh-eating crazies!

Keywords: gore, guts, splatter, tromaesque, zombie

Genres

Taglines:

Death, one drink at a time.
A comedy full of blood and guts

Black Christmas (2006)

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Plot
In the 70's, the boy Billy is born with yellow skin due to a liver disease and his dysfunctional mother rejects him. Later he witnesses his mother and her lover killing his beloved father and burying him in the basement of their house, and he is locked in the attic alone along his childhood. When he is a teenager, he is sexually abused by his mother and she has a baby girl called Agnes. During Christmas, the deranged Billy escapes from his imprisonment, kills his mother and stepfather and blinds one eye of Agnes. He is declared insane and his sister is sent to an orphanage. In the present days, Billy escapes from the Clark Sanatorium to spend Christmas with his family. Meanwhile, his former house is the Delta Alpha Kappa sorority house in the campus of the Clement University, and the housemother and the sisters Kelli Presley, Dana, Lauren Hannon, Megan, Heather, Megan Helms, Melissa and Eve Agnew are preparing the house for Christmas party in a stormy night while Clair Crosby is in her room writing a card to bury the hatchet with her sister. When three sisters vanish, the others receive weird phone calls and believe something is wrong, but they find that they are trapped in the location.

Keywords: 1970s, 1980s, 1990s, 2000s, accidental-death, argument, asphyxiation, asylum, attic, baby-doll

Genres

Taglines:

This holiday season, the slay ride begins.
Terror Is Coming Home for the Holidays
On the 25th day, of the 12th month, one man will creep around your house... and leave... no one alive.
This Christmas, He'll Treat Them Like Family...
Silent Night Evil NIght
2 Killer
Everybody Dies
Let the slay ride begin.

Quotes:

Dana Mathis: Eve, you crazy bitch, I can see your breath.

Agnes: Everyone will be home for Christmas

Ms. Barbara MacHenry: Didn't I see Clair earlier?::Kelli Presely: Isn't she upstairs writing a card to her sister?::Melissa Kitt: No, I think her sister picked her up earlier. Remember, this is the occasion for Clair and her sister and her mom to bury the hatchet and rediscover each other.::Dana Mathis: I'd like to bury the hatchet with my sister... right in her head.

Dana Mathis: I'd like to bury the hatchet with my sister. Right in her head!

Leigh Colvin: Fuck you, Santa Clause!

Ms. Barbara MacHenry: Who hasn't gotten a gift yet? Oh, Lauren.::Dana Mathis: Just give her a shot of tequila, and wish her happy holidays.::[Dana hands Lauren a drink, who is already obviously drunk]::Melissa Kitt: Happy Holidays!::[Lauren downs the shot of tequila, then takes a drink of her wine]::Melissa Kitt: Okay, I know this is supposed to be the whole "Secret Santa" thing, but, I know that Clair drew your name.::Lauren Hanon: Oh, yeah, she get me anything good?::Melissa Kitt: Oh yeah... it's a music box. It plays "Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairies".::Lauren Hanon: Oh, fuck no. I'm already startin' to see the Sugar Plum Fairies, I don't need to hear the little fuckers too!::Ms. Barbara MacHenry: Language, language!

[Ms. Mac pulls out an ice scrapper in the snow covered car]::Heather: What is that thing?

Lauren Hanon: Christmas is more about warding off evil spirits than Halloween. What Christmas shit in this room resembles anything Christian, huh? It's all neo-pagan magic. Christmas tree, a magical rite ensuring the return of the crops. The mistletoe is nothing but a conception charm. Fifth century Christians jacked a Roman Winter Festival - twelve days in December when the nights were long and the Earth was ruled by the demons of chaos. And fucking Santa Claus? This fat voyeur that watches you all year long to make sure you live up to his standards of decency before breaking into your house. And that is different from what Billy did, how?

Heather Lee: I'm really not okay with any of this. I mean, buying a Christmas present for a serial killer?::Melissa Kitt: No. You see, serial killers murder repeatedly for sexual thrill. Billy Lenz was a spree killer - dude just fucking lost it.

Ms. Barbara MacHenry: [Searching for Billy's present under the christmas tree] Billy! Billy! Girls, I can't find Billy's present under the tree here. Come on, girls, we can't start the secret santa without Billy's present! Hello? Who drew Billy's name?::Melissa Kitt: Um, Ms. Mac, it's a secret santa.::Dana Mathis: [Doing her nails] Can we just get on with this thing? So I can party for a few days before having to deal with the family on Christmas.::Melissa Kitt: Have you looked outside? It's raining hail the size of Yao's ballsack!::Dana Mathis: It'll stop. The party gods wouldn't allow me to be here alone during Christmas break.::Kelli Presely: Oh, I'll be here, Dana. [Disapointed] Yeah, they're makin' me work next week.::Melissa Kitt: That sucks, everyone should be home for Christmas.::Ms. Barbara MacHenry: All right, all right, who's not here?::Kelli Presely: Um, like everybody.::Ms. Barbara MacHenry: Chelsea?::Kelli Presely: She went home this morning.

The Santa Clause 3: The Escape Clause (2006)

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Plot
Now that Santa/Scott Calvin and Mrs. Claus/Carol Calvin have the North Pole running smoothly, the Counsel of Legendary Figures has called an emergency meeting on Christmas Eve! The evil Jack Frost has been making trouble, looking to take over the holiday! So he launches a plan to sabotage the toy factory and compel Scott to invoke the little-known Escape Clause and wish he'd never become Santa!

Keywords: canada, canadian, character-name-in-title, christmas, coveting-someone's-job, ex-husband-ex-wife-relationship, falling-off-a-roof, husband-wife-relationship, in-laws, pregnancy

Genres

Taglines:

His time at the North Pole is about to go South.
'Twas the fight before Christmas

Quotes:

Jack Frost: [after Santa's pants catch on fire] Is there anything I can do to help.::Scott Calvin: Yeah, put a chill on my bottom, will ya?::Jack Frost: [turns his head away slowly]

Mrs. Claus: Oh look tall people!

Jack Frost: [returning to reality after not being Santa] Well, that didn't go the way I thought it would.

Bud Newman: [about the elves, thinking they are short toymakers]::Sylvia Newman: Well, they are petit.::Bud Newman: Tom Cruise is petit, these guys are short! What's the deal?::Scott Calvin: Have you ever been to this part of Canada?::Bud Newman: We got as far as Rochester in upstate New York to see Sylvia's sister in '67, but no.::Scott Calvin: They can't help the way they look up here. It's a bit rude to make fun of an entire country, don't you think?

Mother Nature: Jack Frost, You are hereby charged with 273 counts of attempted upstaging of Santa Claus. You froze a volcano in Hawaii. You made it snow in the Amazon. And you frosted Mexico, sending all of the geese north for the winter. You have violated the Legendary Figures Code of Conduct in a manner that is both willful and malicious.::Jack Frost: Excuse me... Did you just accuse me of being skillful and delicious.::Scott Calvin: Oh, please.::Jack Frost: Guilty as charged.

Mother Nature: [to Jack Frost] You made it snow in Mexico sending all the birds north for the winter.::Easter Bunny: And you kill fruit.

Jack Frost: [to Scott] You get the Coca-Cola cans, you get the TV specials and what do I get? A few runny noses and some dead citrus.

Scott Calvin: I thought the idea was to give them the sleeping powder when we got them in the car.::Sandman: I just couldn't listen to the Yosemite story again.

Mrs. Claus: I think it's time.::Scott Calvin: No that's not till 10 o' clock.::Mrs. Claus: No, I think it's time to deliver the package.::Scott Calvin: Midnight.::Mrs. Claus: I think it's time to deliver the package.::Scott Calvin: Time to deliver the... it's time to deliver the PACKAAAAAAAAAAAAGE!

Scott Calvin: You HIT me with a shovel!

The Angel Doll (2002)

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Plot
The story of two small town boys from different sides of the tracks: 1950's childhood and self-redemption. Young "Whitey" Black (so called because of a tuft of blanched hair on the left side of his head) lives in poverty with his single mother and ailing, four-year old sister, Sandy. Just across town, young Jerry Barlow lives the advantages of a middle class lifestyle with both parents and his younger brother. When mischief casts Whitey and Jerry into a shared paper route, Jerry quickly learns of Whitey's desire to buy his sister an angel doll for Christmas. Even though no such dolls exist in their hometown, Whitey, Jerry and a host of colorful characters set out in search of Sandy's gift. Along the way, reversals of fortune, theft, prejudice and, ultimately, the boy's friendship opens their eyes to the vastness of the small town around them.

Keywords: based-on-novel, children, christmas

Genres

Drama

Donner (2001)

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Silent Night, Deadly Night III: Better Watch Out! (1989)

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Plot
Ricky Caldwell, the notorious 'Killer Santa Claus', awakens from a six year coma after being kept alive on life-support by a slightly crazed doctor experimenting with ESP and other special abilities. Ricky targets a young, clairvoyant blind woman, named Laura, whom is traveling with her brother Chris, and his girlfriend Jerri to their grandmothers house for Christmas Eve, and Ricky decides to go after her, leaving a trail of dead bodies in his wake.

Keywords: 1980s, bath, blindness, blood, bone-saw, car-accident, carbonated-water, christmas, christmas-horror, clinic

Genres

Horror

Taglines:

When Your Nightmare Ends, the Real Terror Begins!

Quotes:

[last lines]::Laura Anderson: Merry Christmas...::Richard 'Ricky' Caldwell: ...[smirking] and a Happy New Year.

[first lines]::Richard 'Ricky' Caldwell: Laura...

Chris Anderson: Is it live, or is it Memorex?

Santa: [to the killer who's in a coma] Hey vegetable, what's your favorite singer? Perry Coma?

Santa Filmography

What's Your Name 41?
2005, role: actor , character name: Maid

Santa Filmography

Ja taas nussitaan
2007, role: actor
Kotimainen pornoelokuva
2007, role: actor

S-A-N-T-A | Super Simple Songs

Duration: 2:50
Updated: 03 Sep 2014

Merry Christmas! We hope you enjoy this BINGO-style tribute to our favorite jolly fellow, Santa Claus. iTunes: http://bit.ly/S-A-N-T-A_iTunes Amazon: http://bit.ly/SuperSimpleSongsChristmas_Amazo...

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Romeo Santos - La Diabla/Mi Santa ft. Tomatito

Duration: 5:52
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

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Minecraft Xbox - Saving Santa [154]

Duration: 14:48
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Part 155 - http://youtu.be/Yia2z8S_CIg Welcome to my Let's Play of the Xbox 360 Edition of Minecraft. These videos will showcase what I have been getting up ...

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Funny Christmas Video Funny Santa Christmas Videos RiverSongs Videos.flv

Duration: 5:41
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

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The Real Santa Claus Caught on Video

Duration: 4:51
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

This video was taken on Christmas morning at 1:04 am in 2004. After the clock chimes at one o'clock, the sound of sleigh bells and hoofs are heard. Then foot...

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Santa's Workshop (1932 / 2006)

Duration: 6:41
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

A Merry Christmas to All, especially to MaryAnne, our Ysabella! Ysabella - stay BRAVE.. Santa's Workshop Produced By Walt Disney Animated By Jack Kinney and ...

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SANTA ZOMBIE CHAOS ★ Left 4 Dead 2 (L4D2 Zombie Games)

Duration: 23:44
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

The #1 source for Left 4 Dead 2, Call of Duty Zombies & other Scary games. We post new Custom Zombies videos every day, and enjoy playing other Zombie games....

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Santa Maradona F.C. feat. Lucy Spraggan - Give Me Sunshine (Official Video HD)

Duration: 4:12
Updated: 24 Sep 2014

DOWNLOAD THE SINGLE: https://itunes.apple.com/de/album/give-me-sunshine-feat.-lucy/id916896110?i=916896209&ign-mpt;=uo%3D4 TAKEN FROM KONTOR TOP OF THE CLUBS VOL. 64 +++ GERMANY'S NO. 1 DJ MIX COMPILATION FEATURING MANY EXCLUSIVE TRACKS +++ 60 CLUB HITS IN 3 NONSTOP DJ MIXES +++ 4 HOURS OF FINEST ''TOP OF THE CLUBS'' MUSIC +++ 3CD-SET & DOWNLOAD: OUT 26.09.2014! PRE-ORDER HERE: http://smarturl.it/TopOfTheClubsVol64 Find the official MINIMIX and TRACKLIST here http://youtu.be/xRHxgXwBMG4 ► Follow Kontor Records Spotify: http://www.kontor.fm Facebook: http://facebook.com/kontorrecords SoundCloud: http://soundcloud.com/kontor Instagram: http://instagram.com/kontorrecords Google+ : https://plus.google.com/+kontorrecords Twitter: http://twitter.com/kontorrecords Kontor.TV: http://youtube.com/kontor

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The Secret World of Santa Claus - "The 12 Labours of Santa Claus"

Duration: 23:36
Updated: 03 Sep 2014

Episode 2. Being Santa is serious business guys!

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Brian & Santa's Little Helper's Kitchen Confidential from "The Simpsons Guy" | FAMILY GUY

Duration: 0:53
Updated: 24 Sep 2014

Dogs don't eat at the table, according to Marge. Subscribe now for more Family Guy clips: http://fox.tv/SubscribeAnimationDomination Like Family Guy on Facebook: http://fox.tv/FamilyGuy_FB Follow Family Guy on Twitter: http://fox.tv/FamilyGuy_Twitter Add Family Guy on Google+: http://fox.tv/FamilyGuyPlus Watch full episodes of Family Guy: http://fox.tv/WatchFamilyGuyFOX Like Animation Domination on Facebook: http://fox.tv/AnimationDomination_FB Check out Animation Domination's Official Site: http://fox.tv/AnimationDomination Like FOX on Facebook: http://fox.tv/FOXTV_FB Follow FOX on Twitter: http://fox.tv/FOXTV_Twitter Add FOX on Google+: http://fox.tv/FOXPlus Family Guy follows the adventures of the endearingly ignorant PETER GRIFFIN (Seth MacFarlane), and his hilariously odd family of middle-class New Englanders in Quahog, RI. LOIS (Alex Borstein) is Peter's wife, a stay at home mom with no patience for her family's antics. Then there are their kids: 17-year-old MEG (Mila Kunis), a social outcast and Griffin family punching bag; 13-year-old CHRIS (Seth Green), a socially awkward teen who doesn't have a clue about girls; and 1-year-old STEWIE (MacFarlane), a diabolically clever baby whose burgeoning sexuality is very much a work in progress. Rounding out the Griffin household is BRIAN (MacFarlane), the family dog, a member of Mensa with a penchant for dry martinis and dumb blondes. Brian & Santa's Little Helper's Kitchen Confidential from "The Simpsons Guy" | FAMILY GUY http://www.youtube.com/user/ANIMATIONonFOX

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AMAZING Top Fuel Drag Bike Crash at Santa Pod Raceway

Duration: 1:29
Updated: 07 Sep 2014

Top Fuel Drag Bike rider Filippos Papafilippou collides at almost 200mph with fellow competitor Steve Woollatt and is flung off his bike and onto the wheelie bar of his competitor! An amazing FAIL turned into an incredible WIN as Filippos then stands up at the end of the Santa Pod 1/4 mile strip.

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Cartel de Santa Si te Vienen a Contar VIDEO OFICIAL

Duration: 4:06
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Cartel de Santa Si te Vienen a Contar (VIDEO OFICIAL) Album Golpe Avisa Disponible en tiendas Digitales en todos los países https://itunes.apple.com/mx/album...

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Santa RM feat Norykko No era lo que esperabas (Video Oficial)

Duration: 4:57
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

PUEDES HACER TU PEDIDO DE "LA CARA B" EN PREVENTA: KICHINK ---- https://www.kichink.com/buy/216725/jjentertainmentpv/ iTunes -------- http://bit.ly/1lzNDlF M...

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Santa Claus Song 2

Duration: 3:43
Updated: 03 Sep 2014

It's a Christmas song for children about the things that Santa Claus likes to do on his day off. This song was written and performed by A.J. Jenkins. Video b...

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Caso Cerrado - "Santa Esperma" #995 (COMPLETO) HD

Duration: 24:14
Updated: 24 Sep 2014

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Cartel de Santa - Doctor Marihuana feat Big Man (VIDEO OFICIAL) 2014

Duration: 4:28
Updated: 07 Sep 2014

Cartel de Santa - Doctor Marihuana feat Big Man (VIDEO OFICIAL) Nuevo Disco https://itunes.apple.com/mx/app/cartel-de-santa/id822380892?mt=8 https://es-la.fa...

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Santa Claus Singing Jingle Bells, His Favorite Christmas Song

Duration: 2:00
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

From "Santa Claus Sings Christmas" the delightfully original Christmas CD in which Santa Claus and young friend sing your family's favorite Christmas songs. ...

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Bakhita A Santa - Filme Completo

Duration: 103:47
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

Uma mensagem de amor, misericórdia e bondade. O ano é 1948 e Aurora Martin chega ao convento de Canossian aonde Bakhita acabou de morrer e acaba recordando a...

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Santa Rita de Cássia

Duration: 98:44
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

VIda de Santa Rita de Cássia, filme legendado em português - Itália 2004. Assista também ao filme 'Clara e Francisco' : http://youtu.be/10t-pozIKPo.

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Santa Faustina - Filme Completo (Legendado)

Duration: 73:20
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

O filme baseia-se no que se conhece sobre a vida de Santa Faustina, a partir de seu DIÁRIO.

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Santa Comes to Visit - 2010.mov

Duration: 4:49
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

Motorcycle Santa Comes to Visit Christmas Eve before getting on his sleigh.

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SANTA RM FEAT CLOW MC - NO SÉ EN QUÉ TE FALLÉ (VIDEOCLIP OFICIAL)

Duration: 4:57
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Videoclip realizado en Perú por JJ Entertainment PV Autor: Santa RM, Clow Mc y Pachangas (Saxofón) Producción Musical: ProSantana Estudios & Life And Death (...

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Filme de Santa Rita de Cássia (Dublado)

Duration: 113:21
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Santa Rita de Cássia é uma superprodução do cinema Italiano, filmada nas paisagens belíssimas de Cássia, onde Rita nasceu, viveu e deu testemunho de sua fé, ...

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Santa Margarita @ Bishop Gorman (Live) {High School Rewind}

Duration: 283:15
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

Coming to you live from Bishop Gorman High School in Las Vegas as the Gaels take on the Santa Margarita Eagles. Dusty Litster will bring you the play-by-play. Last season the Gaels came away with a 34-31 victory in double overtime. This game will also be available tomorrow as a High School Rewind Game of The Week, which will bring you all of the plays from todays game in a condensed format in stunning HD. Be sure to like us on Facebook at www.facebook.com/highschoolrewind or follow us on twitter @HSRewind

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Santa Maria Goretti - Dublado Filme Completo

Duration: 97:45
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

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Cartel de Santa - Golpe avisa (Album completo)

Duration: 44:01
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Aquí el nuevo album de Cartel de santa 2014, disfrutenlo! Lista de canciones: 1. Andamos Zumbando 2. Si Te Vienen a Contar 3. Suena Mamal*** (feat. Campa) 4....

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Dark Souls 2: Santa & Pals

Duration: 36:48
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

http://www.twitch.tv/brandon505 What the fuck.

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SANTA CLAUS ME QUIERE MATAR | Condemned: Criminal Origins (8) - JuegaGerman

Duration: 22:57
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Twitter http://twitter.com/germangarmendia ♢ Facebook http://facebook.com/juegagermanoficial ♢ Instagram http://instagram.com/germanchelo Si quieres que si...

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Cartel De Santa - Vol. ProIIIbido (ALBUM COMPLETO)

Duration: 45:23
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Sonido en FULL HD 1080p (AUDIO SACADO DEL CD ORIGINAL) TRACKLIST: 01 - Mira Quien Vuelve Al 100 (00:00) 02 - Cheka Wey ft. Mery Dee (02:51) 03 - La Ranfla De...

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Hallmark Santa Switch 2013

Duration: 83:25
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

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Minecraft | CHRISTMAS CHAOS! (Help Santa and Save Christmas!) | Minigame 1.7.4

Duration: 21:14
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

"CAN WE GET TO 5000 LIKES?" ▻ Subscribe and join TeamTDM! :: http://bit.ly/TxtGm8 ▻ My Twitter :: http://www.twitter.com/DiamondMinecart Today, I am playing...

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Hallmark Matchmaker Santa

Duration: 83:21
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

Hallmark Matchmaker Santa Hallmark Matchmaker Santa Hallmark Matchmaker Santa Hallmark Matchmaker Santa Hallmark Matchmaker Santa Greta Kaine (Katrina Law) i...

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Cartel de Santa 2014 Mix Lo Mas Nuevo - (Album Golpe Avisa )

Duration: 32:54
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Cartel De Santa – Golpe Avisa (Álbum 2014) 1. Andamos Zumbando 2. Si Te Vienen a Contar 3. Suena Mamal*** (feat. Campa) 4. Es de Ley (feat. Draw) 5. Bullyar ...

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CANTATA SANTA MARIA DE IQUIQUE - ORIGINAL COMPLETA - QUILAPAYUN.

Duration: 37:32
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

VERSION COMPLETA ORIGINAL DEL GRUPO CHILENO QUILAPAYUN.

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Cartel De Santa - Vol. IV (ALBUM COMPLETO)

Duration: 44:32
Updated: 04 Sep 2014

Sonido en FULL HD 1080p (AUDIO SACADO DEL CD ORIGINAL) TRACKLIST: 01 - Babo Regresa (00:00) 02 - Cuando Babo Zumba (03:03) 03 - El Cabrón (06:52) 04 - Filoso...

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GTA V ONLINE: UN MAL DIA PARA SANTA CLAUS

Duration: 28:31
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Aqui os traigo un nuevo episodio de Gta V online, donde Santa claus intenta hacer justicia contra la gente que usa truquitos y cosas raras pero el karma un...

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GTA V ONLINE: SANTA CLAUS VENGADOR REPARTIENDO AMOR!

Duration: 25:12
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Regresamos a Gta V! y hoy nos pondremos a explorar la ciudad nevadita en busca de misterios y niños malos que castigar con el amor navideño! Espero que os ...

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Joe Rogan Experience #539 - Cara Santa Maria

Duration: 118:16
Updated: 06 Sep 2014

Cara Santa Maria is a science communicator, writer, producer and television personality. Check out her podcast "Talk Nerdy" at her website http://carasantama...

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Cartel De Santa - Sincopa [CD Completo]

Duration: 60:06
Updated: 05 Sep 2014

Sincopa, álbum de estudio de Cartel De Santa. Publicación: 25 de mayo de 2010. Género: Rap/Hip-Hop. Discográfica: Casa Babilonia, Sony Music. Sincopa, tambié...

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TIERRA SANTA esencia álbum completo

Duration: 75:44
Updated: 11 Apr 2014

CD 1 00:07 La sombra de la bestia 04:57 La momia 10:09 El bastón del diablo 15:46 La canción del pitara 22:50 Legendario 27:40 Séptima estrella 32:05 Pegaso 36:08 David y el gigante 40:41 Kamikase CD 2 43:52 El canto de las sirenas 47:45 El amor de mi vida 52:04 La leyenda del Holandés errante 55:58 La mano de dios 1:00:00 Para siempre 1:04:16 Héroe 1:07:50 Tu misión 1:11:12 Hermano del viento

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2009 Toyota Matrix 5dr Wagon Automatic FWD Wagon - Santa Ana, CA

Duration: 0:34
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

Public Motors, Santa Ana, CA - http://www.publicmotors.com/detail-2009-toyota-matrix-5dr_wagon_automatic_fwd-used-12663567.html - Toyota Matrix 5dr Wagon Automatic FWD

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Used 2014 Volkswagen Passat 1.8T WOLFSBURG ED - Santa Maria

Duration: 1:27
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

Community VW BMW of Santa Maria http://www.communityvw.net & http://www.bmwsm.com 2150 South College Drive Santa Maria CA 93456 (805) 348-3221 2014 Volkswagen Passat 4DR SDN 1.8T AUTO WOLFSBURG ED http://www.dealerfusion.com/search.asp?mode=detail&dealerlist;=001344&inventoryno;=3175670 $19,500 Color: PURE WHITE Engine: 4 - CYL. Transmission: AUTOMATIC Miles: 16022 VIN: 1VWAT7A37EC039894 Stock: 4504U This vehicle features: FWD, CD PLAYERPOWER STEERINGPOWER WINDOWSPOWER DRIVER SEATREMOTE KEYLESS ENTRY4-WHEEL DISC BRAKESPASSENGER VANITY MIRRORREAR WINDOW DEFROSTERSPEED CONTROLDRIVER VANITY MIRRORILLUMINATED ENTRYHEATED FRONT SEATSTILT STEERING WHEELFRONT CENTER ARMRES, 4-WHEEL DISC BRAKES, 6 SPEAKERS, ABS BRAKES, ALLOY WHEELS, BRAKE ASSIST, BUMPERS: BODY-COLOR, CD PLAYER, COMPASS, COMPRESSOR: INTERCOOLED TURBO, DELAY-OFF HEADLIGHTS, DRIVER DOOR BIN, DRIVER VANITY MIRROR, DUAL FRONT IMPACT AIRBAGS, DUAL FRONT SIDE IMPACT AIRBAGS, ELECTRONIC STABILITY CONTROL, EMERGENCY COMMUNICATION SYSTEM, FOUR WHEEL INDEPENDENT SUSPENSION, FRONT ANTI-ROLL BAR, FRONT CENTER ARMREST, FRONT READING LIGHTS, FULLY AUTOMATIC HEADLIGHTS, HEATABLE FRONT BUCKET SEATS, HEATED DOOR MIRRORS, HEATED FRONT SEATS, ILLUMINATED ENTRY, LEATHER SHIFT KNOB, LEATHER STEERING WHEEL, LOW TIRE PRESSURE WARNING, MP3 DECODER, OCCUPANT SENSING AIRBAG, OUTSIDE TEMPERATURE DISPLAY, OVERHEAD AIRBAG, OVERHEAD CONSOLE, PANIC ALARM, PASSENGER DOOR BIN, PASSENGER VANITY MIRROR, POWER DOOR MIRRORS, POWER DRIVER SEAT, POWER STEERING, POWER WINDOWS, RADIO DATA SYSTEM, RADIO: AM/FM RCD 310 W/CD PLAYER, REAR ANTI-ROLL BAR, REAR SEAT CENTER ARMREST, REAR WINDOW DEFROSTER, REMOTE KEYLESS ENTRY, SPEED CONTROL, SPEED-SENSING STEERING, SPLIT FOLDING REAR SEAT, STEERING WHEEL MOUNTED AUDIO CONTROLS, TACHOMETER, TELESCOPING STEERING WHEEL, TILT STEERING WHEEL, TRACTION CONTROL, TRIP COMPUTER, TURN SIGNAL INDICATOR MIRRORS, V-TEX LEATHERETTE SEATING SURFACES, VARIABLY INTERMITTENT WIPERS COMMUNITY BMW VOLKSWAGEN OF SANTA MARIA, PROUDLY SERVING SAN LUIS OBISPO, SANTA BARBARA, SANTA MARIA, PASO ROBLES, BAKERSFIELD, AND SURROUNDING CALIFORNIA LOCATIONS. THIS PURE WHITE 2014 Volkswagen PASSAT IS EQUIPPED WITH A 1.8L 4-Cylinder DOHC, AUTOMATIC TRANSMISSION, AND RECEIVES AN ESTIMATED 24 City/34 Hwy MPG. Volkswagen Certified, 17 Sonoma Alloy Wheels, ABS brakes, Compass, Electronic Stability Control, Emergency communication system, Heated door mirrors, Heated front seats, Illuminated entry, Low tire pressure warning, Remote keyless entry, and Traction control. New Arrival! How sweet is the fuel economy of this good-looking 2014 Volkswagen Passat? A spacious car that gets great fuel mileage... Why torture yourself driving a small commuter box up and down the highway every day when you can ride in roomy comfort. Volkswagen Certified Pre-Owned means you not only get the reassurance of a 2yr/24,000 mile Bumper-to-Bumper Limited Warranty, but also a 112-point inspection/reconditioning, 24/7 roadside assistance, and a complete CARFAX vehicle history report. - Community Volkswagen, Where there's a car for Everyone. CONTACT COMMUNITY BMW VOLKSWAGEN OF SANTA MARIA TO SCHEDULE A TEST DRIVE AND TAKE THIS 2014 Volkswagen PASSAT HOME TODAY! [DFIN:3:3175670:A:1344:B25C28ED:46b3b4ffa572b582a90ca521bab4f5d3]

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Used 2008 Pontiac Vibe - Santa Maria

Duration: 1:16
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

Community VW BMW of Santa Maria http://www.communityvw.net & http://www.bmwsm.com 2150 South College Drive Santa Maria CA 93456 (805) 348-3221 2008 Pontiac Vibe 4DR HB http://www.dealerfusion.com/search.asp?mode=detail&dealerlist;=001344&inventoryno;=3175669 $10,000 Color: SILVER Engine: 4 - CYL. Miles: 86346 VIN: 5Y2SL67898Z419650 Stock: 4503U This vehicle features: FWD, CD PLAYERPOWER STEERINGPASSENGER VANITY MIRRORREAR WINDOW DEFROSTERDRIVER VANITY MIRRORAM/FM RADIOTILT STEERING WHEELBODYSIDE MOLDINGSFRONT FOG LIGHTSFRONT CENTER ARMRESTFRONT BEVERAGE HOLDERSREAR WINDOW WIPERAM/FM STEREO W/CD PLAYER4 SPEAKER, 16 STEEL WHEELS W/BOLT-ON COVERS, 4 SPEAKERS, 4-SPEAKER AUDIO SYSTEM FEATURE, AM/FM RADIO, AM/FM STEREO W/CD PLAYER, BODYSIDE MOLDINGS, BUMPERS: BODY-COLOR, CD PLAYER, CYBER CLOTH SEAT TRIM, DRIVER DOOR BIN, DRIVER VANITY MIRROR, DUAL FRONT IMPACT AIRBAGS, FRONT ANTI-ROLL BAR, FRONT BEVERAGE HOLDERS, FRONT BUCKET SEATS, FRONT CENTER ARMREST, FRONT FOG LIGHTS, FRONT WHEEL INDEPENDENT SUSPENSION, FULLY AUTOMATIC HEADLIGHTS, LOW TIRE PRESSURE WARNING, OCCUPANT SENSING AIRBAG, OUTSIDE TEMPERATURE DISPLAY, PASSENGER DOOR BIN, PASSENGER VANITY MIRROR, POWER DOOR MIRRORS, POWER STEERING, RADIO DATA SYSTEM, REAR ANTI-ROLL BAR, REAR WINDOW DEFROSTER, REAR WINDOW WIPER, ROOF RACK: RAILS ONLY, SPLIT FOLDING REAR SEAT, TACHOMETER, TILT STEERING WHEEL, VARIABLY INTERMITTENT WIPERS, WEATHER BAND RADIO COMMUNITY BMW VOLKSWAGEN OF SANTA MARIA, PROUDLY SERVING SAN LUIS OBISPO, SANTA BARBARA, SANTA MARIA, PASO ROBLES, BAKERSFIELD, AND SURROUNDING CALIFORNIA LOCATIONS. THIS SILVER 2008 Pontiac VIBE IS EQUIPPED WITH A 1.8L 4-Cylinder VVT-i, TRANSMISSION, AND RECEIVES AN ESTIMATED 26 City/33 Hwy MPG. CONTACT COMMUNITY BMW VOLKSWAGEN OF SANTA MARIA TO SCHEDULE A TEST DRIVE AND TAKE THIS 2008 Pontiac VIBE HOME TODAY! [DFIN:3:3175669:A:1344:89310BB0:f7a1dff2e7523c2f8be0405966905716]

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Feria Cultural en Santa María Tonanitla V1

Duration: 8:29
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

Grupo de la tercera edad (baile Regional) Feria Cultural en Santa María Tonanitla. Realizada en la Escuela Preparatoria Oficial No. 36, Ubicada en : Av. 20 de Noviembre s/n. Municipio de Tonanitla. Con el Objetivo de Fomentar los valores culturales de la comunidad estudiantil y generar una conciencia de respeto a su contexto.

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2009 Volkswagen GTI 2dr Hatchback DSG PZEV Coupe - Santa Ana, CA

Duration: 0:42
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

Public Motors, Santa Ana, CA - http://www.publicmotors.com/detail-2009-volkswagen-gti-2dr_hatchback_dsg_pzev-used-12663569.html - Volkswagen GTI 2dr Hatchback DSG PZEV

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Santa monica muni emergency divert to KLAX

Duration: 2:25
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

via YouTube Capture Santa monica muni emergency divert to KLAX

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Homenaje a Costaleros, Costaleras y Bastoneros de nuestra S.Santa Pontana

Duration: 1:04
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

Homenaje a todos los Costaleros,Costaleras y Bastoneros de Nuestra Semana Santa Pontana.

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Robocraft: Santa's sleigh and Rudolph

Duration: 11:28
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

Santa's sleigh and Rudolph

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Visión 7 - El Papa recibe a Cristina en Santa Marta (3)

Duration: 1:20
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

La Presidenta y el Papa Francisco almuerzan en la residencia de Santa Marta, en el marco del cuarto encuentro entre ambos, que inició tras un intercambio de presentes y una cálida recepción a la Presidenta y la delegación argentina. Emitido por Visión 7, noticiero de la TV Pública argentina, el sábado 20 de septiembre de 2014.http://www.tvpublica.com.ar

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Visión 7 - El Papa recibe a Cristina en Santa Marta (1)

Duration: 3:22
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

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Appartamento in Affitto, via Alcide de Gasperi - Santa Maria Capua Vetere

Duration: 1:17
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

Vedi tutti i dettagli dell'annuncio su Immobiliare.it: http://www.immobiliare.it/48055153-Affitto-Quadrilocale-via-Alcide-de-Gasperi-Santa-Maria-Capua.html Descrizione annuncio: Abitazione centralissima e servita, nelle immediate prossimit della villa comunale e dell'area fiera settimanale, posta al 3 ed ultimo piano, composta da: sala, cucina semi-abitabile, 3 camere da letto, un servizio ed un posto auto interno condominiale. Buono stato interno. Classe energetica: G ≥ 175 kWh/m² anno Studio Amico s.r.l. Via Mazzocchi, 30 - Santa Maria Capua Vetere Tel. 08231831487 - 08231831488 - 3475890141

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Appartamento in Affitto, via Santa Melania - Roma

Duration: 1:10
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

Vedi tutti i dettagli dell'annuncio su Immobiliare.it: http://www.immobiliare.it/48054847-Affitto-Appartamento-via-Santa-Melania-Roma.html Descrizione annuncio: Aventino, via di Santa Melania ed ulteriore accesso da via di Porta Lavernale, affittasi appartamento signorile sito al primo piano, composto da ingresso, salone doppio con caminetto, ampia cucina abitabile, due camere matrimoniali entrambe con il bagno padronale, ed ulteriore cameretta con bagno di servizio. Terrazzo a livello di circa 20 mq. Posto auto. Contratto 4 + 4 o altro da stabilire. Euro 2900. Ag.imm. Classe energetica: G ≥ 175 kWh/m² anno Urbana Immobiliare Via Urbana, 60 - Roma Tel. 3402939709 - 3285596092

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Santa Ciencia "Seguir" RUCALAF (sábado 13/09/2014)

Duration: 5:14
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

Santa Ciencia (sábado 13/09/2014) RUCALAF Gonzalez Catan

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2387 Santa Luz Path, League City, TX 77573

Duration: 3:17
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

www.tourfactory.com/1230322/r_www.youtube.com 2387 Santa Luz Path League City, TX 77573 Contact The Bly Team for more information. RE/MAX Space Center - South Shore 281-823-5775

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Santa Giustina in Colle: Negozi Monolocale in Vendita

Duration: 0:56
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

SANTA GIUSTINA IN COLLE vendesi all'interno di un complesso composto da uffici e negozi al piano terra e da tre appartamenti al piano primo, nuovo negozio di 60 mq vetrinato con posto auto. Prezzo affare 120.000,00 €. trattabili. Per info tel. 049611092 o 3938994842. STUDIO TECNICO IMMOBILIARE Dr. Geom. Sante Scapin. Studio specializzato nelle compravendite, locazioni, consulenze, nelle progettazioni di edifici da costruire, di modifiche interne ed esterne, ristrutturazioni ed ampliamenti, perizie di stima, pratiche catastali, verifica conformità urbanistico edilizia e certificazioni energetiche. Oltre all'assistenza nell'acquisto o nell'affitto del tuo immobile verificandone la completa conformità urbanistico - edilizia e catastale al fine di permetterti di acquistare un immobile nella totale sicurezza garantiamo assistenza nella ristrutturazione o personalizzazione di casa tua dalla progettazione alla direzione lavori. L'agenzia è associata FIAIP e crede molto nella deontologia professionale, forte della presenza di tecnici specializzati forniamo servizi eccellenti per la realizzazione delle tue aspettative. Lo studio si trova a Padova in Via J. da Montagnana n°1, per conoscere altre soluzioni contattaci direttamente al n°049611092 oppure scrivici una e-mail a: sascapin@libero.it. - Prezzo: 120000 euro - Mq: 60 - Per maggiori informazioni: http://annunci.officecasa.it/?id=52602422 - Pubblicato con http://www.officecasa.it

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2014 FIAT 500 Costa Mesa, Huntington Beach, Irvine, San Clemente, Santa Monica, CA PF3372

Duration: 1:46
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

2014 FIAT 500 http://www.ocfiat.com/all-inventory/index.htm?search=PF3372 Servicing Costa Mesa, CA near Huntington Beach, Irvine, San Clemente, Santa Monica, California 2014 FIAT 500 Pop - Stock#: PF3372 - VIN#: 3C3CFFAR6ET275723 http://www.ocfiat.com/index.htm For more information on this vehicle and our full inventory, call us at (888) 433-1872 Orange Coast Fiat 524 Harbor Blvd Costa Mesa CA 92626 6 Speakers,AM/FM Radio,AM/FM radio,CD player,MP3 decoder,Radio data system,Air Conditioning,Rear window defroster,Power steering,Power windows,Remote keyless entry,Steering wheel mounted audio controls,Traction control,4-Wheel Disc Brakes,ABS brakes,Anti-whiplash front head restraints,Dual front impact airbags,Dual front side impact airbags,Front anti-roll bar,Front wheel independent suspension,Knee airbag,Low tire pressure warning,Occupant sensing airbag,Overhead airbag,Brake assist,Electronic Stability Control,Delay-off headlights,Speed control,Bumpers: body-color,Heated door mirrors,Power door mirrors,Spoiler,Driver door bin,Driver vanity mirror,Front reading lights,Illuminated entry,Leather steering wheel,Outside temperature display,Passenger vanity mirror,Tachometer,Tilt steering wheel,Trip computer,Cloth Bucket Seats,Front Bucket Seats,Split folding rear seat,Passenger door bin,Rear window wiper

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Brillo Humillo - Cartel de Santa

Duration: 4:19
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

Dejen su comentario sobre lo q le hace falta y lo tomaremos en cuenta :D gracias por ver el video y si les gusto pues pulgar arriba x3

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Appartamento in Vendita, via Santella - Santa Maria Capua Vetere

Duration: 1:17
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

Vedi tutti i dettagli dell'annuncio su Immobiliare.it: http://www.immobiliare.it/48054481-Vendita-Appartamento-via-Santella-Santa-Maria-Capua-Vetere.html Descrizione annuncio: A circa 1 km dall'uscita autostradale, in contesto servito da supermercati, scuole ed ogni primaria attivit, proponiamo la vendita di un luminoso quadrilocale posto al 3 piano con ascensore, composto da: sala, cucina abitabile, 3 camere da letto, doppi servizi e box auto interrato. Buono stato manutentivo. Classe energetica: G ≥ 175 kWh/m² anno Studio Amico s.r.l. Via Mazzocchi, 30 - Santa Maria Capua Vetere Tel. 08231831487 - 08231831488 - 3475890141

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Trecenario en honor a nuestra patrona, santa Eulalia

Duration: 1:21
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

El Trecenario en honor a la patrona de la ciudad comienza el próximo lunes 22 de septiembre en la iglesia de Santa Eulalia y finalizará el 4 de octubre. Diariamente habrá cuatro cultos que se desarrollarán de mañana a las 09.30 y 12.00 horas, y de tarde a las 19.45 y 20.30 horas.

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Parrocchia Santuario Maria Immacolata di Aosta Santa Messa in Diretta Video 21/09/2014

Duration: 0:00
Updated: 20 Sep 2014

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En este vídeo vemos el momento en que el Simpecado de nuestra Patrona Santa María del Alcor Coronada llega a las puertas de la Capilla del Rosario y es bajado de su carreta para hacer su entrada en el Templo entre el repique de campanas, los vítores y el canto de su Himno por parte de todo su pueblo. Fiestas Patronales en honor de Santa María del Alcor Coronada. El Viso del Alcor, Sevilla.

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Find the best deal for Santa Catarina Hotel Portimao : http://bit.ly/XRJXr0 Situated only a short walk from Praia da Rocha, this centrally located hotel combines traditional Portuguese hospitality with affordable rates. Boasting stunning sea views from some of its rooms, Hotel Santa Catarina Algarve features 69 comfortable guest units. Spend the day soaking up the sun on the beach or the comfort of your private balcony. Refreshments are available at the hotel bar. The friendly reception staff is at your service 24 hours per day and happy to arrange services such as a rental car. Explore nearby attractions after researching them via free wired internet. After a long day of sightseeing, the restaurant beckons with typical Algarvian dishes. Find the best deal for Santa Catarina Hotel Portimao : http://bit.ly/XRJXr0

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Top 50 Cent, If I Can't Remix

(feat. Jay-Z)
[Intro - 50 Cent + (Jay-Z)]
(YES!) Yeah, ha, ha, yeah, yeah
I know you hear the footsteps
[Chorus - 50 Cent]
If I can't do it, homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho' I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)
[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
I apply pressure to pussies, that stuntin' I pop
Stand alone squeezin' my pistol, I'm sure that I gotta
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
Now 50 Cent, I write a lil' bit, but I pop nines
Tell niggaz, 'Get they money right,' cause I got mine
And I'm around quit playin' nigga, you can't shine
You gon' be that next chump, to end up in the trunk
After bein' hit by the pump, is that what you want
Be easy nigga, I lay your ass out
Be-lieve me nigga, that's what I'm about, gangsta
You could find a nigga sittin on chrome
Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas and I'm gone (Yeah!)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - Jay-Z + (50 Cent)]
Everybody wanna rhyme like Hov'
'Cause I rhyme like, I be rhymin' in the Rove', rhymin' in them HO!
Ma like the diamond will blind you at the show
I don't shine, I glow, I remind you of that dough
Don't I, did I, hustle the game, just the thought alone
Give me a boner, coach caved into a coma
Can't out hustle a hustla
You can't out play a player, this rap shit is a lay-up
In my former buis' motherfuckers will spray ya
In the music buis' motherfuckers, just say stuff
Spit on ya sprayer, niggaz just play tough
When the camera's on, when the camera's gone
Niggaz wanna set up meetings
'Cause they know most likely when I see 'em, I'ma set up a beatin'
Windows no tints, cars, no rims
That's because we handle ours, like grown men
I ain't touch ya wheels, sent I drove the Ben'
That's 'cause it was a Coupe, nah I ain't suit
I'm just telling the truth, you Tom Cruise
You can't handle it, handle it, nigga is what I do
I try to be modest, on 'Blueprint 2'
Y'all don't respect modest, y'all respect my dollars
You gotta believe, I think like an artist
But my bills through the roof, can't do numbers like The Roots
(Oh No) No disrespect, I be tryna disconnect
But niggaz keep pulling me back in, trapped in
My pops gotta live wit this order, my whole live in disordered
And I just got his living room ordered
And you wanna why the chip on my shoulders
Is more like a brick or a boulder, you understand maybe, when you get older
Got a hundred niggaz on ya dick, saying you oughta
Record like this or what have you, nigga's is back stabbing you
Bitches mad at you, 'cause they can't have you
Press wanna know about the daughter of Matthew
Now it's back to the hood again, all Black hood again
Back to old lady saying, what I coulda been
Back to the gats, you forgot, I'm real good with them
They gon' put a nigga in jail, oh well
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - 50 Cent + (Dr. Dre)]
I'm down for the action, he smart with his mouth so smack 'em
You holdin' a strap, he might come back so clap 'em
React like a gangsta, die like a gangsta for actin'
'Cause you'll get hit and homicide'll be askin, 'What happened?'
OH, NO, look who crept in with the FO', FO'
Twenty inch rims sittin on LOW-PRO
Eastside, Westside niggaz ALL KNOW, I'm LO-CO
Even my mama said, 'Something really wrong with my brain'
Niggaz don't rob me they know I'm down to die for my chain
G-UNIT! we get it poppin' in the hood
G-UNIT! motherfucker what's good
I'm waitin' on niggaz to act like they don't know how to act
I had a sip of too much Jack, I'll blow 'em off the map
With the Mac, thinkin it's all rap
'Til that ass get clapped, and Doc say 'It's a wrap'
(It's a wrap, nigga)
[Chorus]
[Verse 4 - Jay-Z]
I'm not the two, not the three, not the four, the five
I take the pain from my life, pour it all inside
Take my strain and my strife, take my ego and pride
Used it to kick down the door, brought my people inside
And I hope you, ain't think I wrote this
To entertain you, that ain't what I came to do
I will bang you, I will act like orangutan's do
I give you hot wings, turn niggaz to angels
Understand my angle, I'm safety first
Don't make me act, like the safety don't work
Tough niggaz get it the worst, I'm beggin you come for us
I'm giving motherfuckers, dirt com-forters
[Chorus]
[Verse 5 - 50 Cent]
I been feelin I have to teach lessons to slow learners
Go head act up, get smacked in the head with the burner
I don't fight fair, I'm dirty-dirty
I'm from Southside Jamaica, Queens, nigga ya heard me
When streetlights come on, niggaz blast the nines
Get locked up, they read books to pass the time
In the game there's up's and down's, so I stay on the grind
Niggaz on my dick more than my bitch, I stay on they mind
They ain't nothin' they could do, to stop my shine
This is +God's Plan+ homey, this ain't mine
I played the music loud so grandpa called me a nuisance
And grandma, who always gotta throw her two cents
I'm the drop out who made more money than these teachers
Roofless/ruthless like the Coupe, but I come with more features
I am what I am, you could like it or love it
It feels good to pull fifty grand and think nothin of it, fuck it
[Chorus x2]
[Outro - 50 Cent]
Uh huh, hood make it hot
Dr. Dre, Aftermath
Shady, ha ha

Top 50 Cent, Have A Party

50 Cent Intro-
This is how we do it, when we do it
like we just wanna tear the club up
we do it like there aint nothin to it
the way we do it, now everybody put your fuckin' hands up!
Lets Go!
Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus-
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to,
(GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch your body like you want to,
(GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy..
50 Cent Verse-
You cant body the kid, you know how i rock
went from pumpin packs on the block, to straight to the top
so the money aint a thing now, yeah thats right
mansion after mansion, next stop the Hampton's
i splurge with it, im so absurd with it
got the hunger to go get it, cuz i wan' go spend it
you know how a boss play a play, nigga im ballin'
if theres money to be made, i'm all in
catch me in the cherry-red porsche, bay seats, red pipe, and
you want me to teach ya how to stunt, aite then
tattoo's on the arm, 30 carrots on the charm
cuz the flow be the bomb, learn to respect the don
first night if i dont hit, second night im on some shit
third night we call it quits, i aint fuckin with the bitch
success is much of a choice, im high off life
another move, another mill, lets get right aight..
Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus-
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to,
(GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch her body like you want to,
(GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy..
Havoc Verse-
You can catch me cockin' the fifth, got me rockin' with Fif
now that's ??drop?? you see the keys to the Bent
got my niggaz movin' them bricks, it dont stop
in a million dollar deal homie get that glock
see dudes get comfy, money aint long 'nough
spit one verse, my whole cribs coughed up
Ma i got a fetish, fuckin' in them porsche trucks
Curtis got one so when i finished i tossed her
y'all in to wifin', we ??could throw?? wife in
only fuck with bitches that got their liquor license
shot high prices, shook all vices
imfamous nigga, got the game in a vice grip
10 hundred K, but the flow, is priceless
anything less, we rollin' them dices
nuts in the sand if you aint bumpin' my shit
shorty wanna rip to my sound in my ??light booth??
Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus-
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to,
(GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch her body like you want to,
(GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy..
Prodigy Verse-
Listen..
You couldn't ??out-pay?? P or VIP
my wrist could buy a bitch a PHD
my Range alone could pay for you to eat
for the next few years i'm so icey kid
my flow is long money, my face is Hollywood
my tattoo's could hit you with the thug ??hard flow??
my attitude is universal, yeah Hong Kong money
when we get back to Queen's we gon' hurt you
cant afford to ride, you gettin' stomped out
i got a team of dimes they all dogged out
ray the line, you up and take you out
my girls is hot man, they hard to turn down
you can hear your drawers lookin' like the Mexican
after the lil' shorty ??WaWa?? break you off a lil' bit
you so stupid, we so much rich
and who braggin', im jus tryna holla at the chicks, like
Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus-
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to,
(GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch her body like you want to,
(GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy, go ahead and chase that paper get your game tight
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on
Heyyyy, go ahead come home with me let's do it all night
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on
Heyyyy...

Top 50 Cent, PT2. & Bump Heads

[50 Cent]
Yeah, Shady, Haha
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit!!!
Does it make you mad when I switch my flow?
You can't understand how I get my dough
50 Cent, I'm on fire cuz Shady said so...
I'm on fire!!
[Eminem]
Everybody's in a rush tryna get to the throne
I just get on the track and try to set the tone
I ain't tryna use nobody as a steppin stone
But don't compare me, I'm better off just left alone
And I ain't even tryna go there wit record sales
I'm just tryna keep it humble and respect myself
Say what up, keep steppin, and just rep D-12
Keep my nose clean, stay away from weapons, jail and livin wreckless
But if you go check my belt
You may see something else I used to protect myself
A vest, to stop a Rueger and deflect the shells
And send 'em back at you faster than they left the barrel
And I don't even carry guns no more, I don't got to
Got undercover cops that'll legally pop you
And I done seen a lot of people cross the line
But this muthafucka Ja must've lost his mind
That X, got him thinkin he was DMX
Then he switched to Pac now he's tryna be him next
So which one are you? X, Luther, Pac or Michael?
Jus keep singin the same song recycled
We'd all much rather get along and fight you
Me and Hailie danced to your songs, we like you
And you don't really wanna step inside no mic booth
C'mon now, you know the white boy'll bite you
I hurt your pride dog and you know I don't like to
But I will if I have to, with syllable after syllable I just slap you
Killin you fasta than you poppin pill afta little pill of them tabs of that shit you on
But if you want it you got it you'd bump this shit too, if we ain't diss you on it
But if we lock horns we can charge harder than Busta
We bump heads wit any motherfucker that wants ta
So whats the, deal where was all the tough talk?
When I walked up to you like, "Ja what up, dog?"
How come you didn't say you had a problem then?
When you was standin there wit all your men, we coulda solved this then
I'm a grown man dog come holla
All you did was slapdance, smile and swallow another one of them little X pills in front of me
And tell me 50 Cent was everything you wanna be
Chorus x2:
[50 Cent]
I know you don't want it with me
You know you don't want it with me
You talk and soon ya go'n see
You don't wanna bump heads with me
[Tony Yayo]
You couldn't son me if my father helped you
My punchlines is hot, my bars'll melt you
Ja, you Stuart Little, shells'll lift you
Every other week I'm buyin a new pistol
I clap at your ass with this chrome 38
And put six thru your hats of 7 and 3/8s
Irv you ain't Suge Knight, (???)
I put my knife in ya wind pipe and freeze ya on the turnpike
You know and I know who took ya chain
You got robbed two times so ya ass is laid
I'm down to die for this shit all I need is bail
You betta stick to tha movies with Steven Siegel, bitch
(Chorus x2)
[Lloyd Banks]
Fuck that I'm miles away
And these industry niggas startin' to get outta hand
I'ma find your whereabouts by stompin 'em out ya man
Tellin New York, even in Compton they understand
I'm on the block where you was raised doin chocolate out tha game and
They see me pop a boy for an icey cuz I could
Shootin guns for money you probably forgot your way around the hood
Bitch when you paranoid it's hard to make a song
Now you want it wit us, half your artists got to make a point
Every magazine I own your on your knees takin prayer pictures
And you ain't even got shot yet, you scared bitches
You don't know nuttin about what pain is sucka
I'll put your ass to the ground like a train conductor, muthafucka
(Chorus x2)

Top 50 Cent, In My Hood

[Verse 1]
Niggas screw they face up at me
On some real shit son, they don't want beef
I cock that, aim that shit out the window
Spray, there ain't a shell left in my heat
Ya'll niggas better lay down, yeah I mean stay down
Get hit with a K round, ya ass ain't gon' make it
You niggas gon' get layed out in blood and ya brains out
Have you on the concrete, shiverin' and shakin'
I'm from Southside mothafucka, where the gats explode
If you feel like you on fire, boy drop and roll
niggas'll heat ya ass up cause they heart turns cold
Now you can be a victim or you can lock and load
The party jump, with shorty bouncin' that ass
I won't fuck, gimme a second, I'ma holla, I'ma see whats up
I got my razor in my hand, got my pistol in my trunk
Carve ya ass up nice, you play me like a punk
[Chorus]
In my hood
niggas got love for me, but I don't go no where without my strap
In my hood
A lil dro', a lil hennessy, a nigga just don't know how to act
In my hood
niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my gat
In my hood
niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin' around to buck back
In my hood
[Verse 2]
I don't trust a mothafuckin' soul when the D's come they fool
On my first case they told, where I'm from it ain't safe
To have more than a 8th, niggas'll come to your place
Put a gun in your face, tell ya open the safe
As your heart starts to race cause a robbery could turn into a homo-case
Co-opperate or Doc will have to op-porate, niggas will pop at you
Run the light, then pop at Jake, trust me son, niggas will go hard for that cake
These thirsty niggas will lurk, then you'll have to catch 'em and murk 'em
I'm observin' in my hood, these niggas be dumbin'
Shots go off at the dice game, all you see is 'em runnin'
They make it harder and harder to pump on the block
I'm a hustler, how the fuck I'm supposed to eat when its hot
[Chorus]
In my hood
niggas got love for me, but I don't go no where without my strap
In my hood
A lil dro', a lil hennessy, a nigga just don't know how to act
In my hood
niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my gat
In my hood
niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin' around to buck back
In my hood
[Verse 3]
That house party off the hook, until the shots go off
Well thats what you get for stuntin' on my block show off
Uhh you shit out of luck if niggas catch you slippin'
Crack money slow so you know niggas is trippin'
Shorty down there, on the Queens track takin' a whippin'
Shit, bitch get out a pocket, she needs some discipline
Peep the fiends, shootin' diesel in his arm in the alley
Look at the chrome spinners spinnin' on that black DeNalli
The grimey niggas where I'm from, they wanna see you chipped up
You shine, they gon' ?? and shoot your whip up
It ain't good to do good in my hood [Gunshot]
You know not to do good now
[Chorus]
In my hood
niggas got love for me, but I don't go no where without my strap
In my hood
A lil dro', a lil hennessy, a nigga just don't know how to act
In my hood
niggas is grimey, I stay on point, I move with my gat
In my hood
niggas might buck at me, so I keep somethin' around to buck back
In my hood

Top 50 Cent, Hustlers Ambition

(Light the fire that needs the air)
(I won't burn unless your there)
Yea, I need you,I need you to hate
So I can use it for your anger
you know, its very shit, feel this!
[Verse 1]
America's got a thing for this gangsta's shit, they love me
Black Chucks, black skullies, leather Pelle-Pelle
I take spills over raymo shit, I'ma fan
Got through the silver duck tape on my trait old handle
The women on my life bring confusion shit
SO like Nino when we new jack, I'll have to cancel that bitch
Look at me, this is the life I chose
Niggaz around me so cold, man my heart dun froze up
Yo the empire on the low the narc's don't know I'm the weatherman
I take that coke leaf and make that snow
Sit back, watch it turn to dope, watch it go out the door
O after O, you know, homey I'm just triple beam, dreamin
Niggaz be schemin, I'm fiendin to live a good life
The fiends just fiendin
Conceal my weapon nice and easy so you can't see
The penitentiary is definitely out the question for me
[Chorus]
I want the find the thing in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
Nigga you get in my way when while I'm tryin to gett mine
And I'll buck you (buck you)
I don't care who you run with, or where you from
Nigga fuck you (fuck you)
I want to find the thing thats in my life
So I hustle (hustle)
[Verse 2]
Yea, I don't know shit about gymnastics I summersault bricks
Black thoughts start flyin, when a nigga flip
I cook crack in the microwave, niggaz can't fuck with me
Man my cold days, they called me chef boy are 50
Check my logic, smokers don't like C's in their weed shit
Send me to C's hot grown with they need
Them ain't cheap pet plants in the crib thats chronic
And I'm sellin them 500 a pop god damn it
I sold everythin I'ma hustler, I know how to grind
Step on grapes put in water and tell you its wine
If you analyze me, what you'll find is the DNA recrock
What goes in my mind, its contagious
Hypnotic, it sounds melodic
If the rap was the block or spider, I'll be poke and butter
Now get a load of me, flashy, far from low key
And you can locate me where ever that dope be, be gettin money man
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Its a hustler's ambition, close your eyes listen, see my vision
Mossberg pumpin, shotgun dumpin and drama means nothin
It's part of the game, catch me in the coupe switchin lanes
In the jewels with your chains
I upgrade from 30 B's to clean V's
Rocks that I copped procedes from the spot
I got the energy to win, I'm full of adrenaline
Played it perf and get nauseous, watchin the spinner spin
I'ma plan to make it, a prisoner of the state
Now I can invite yo ass out to my estate
Them holi tip bent me up, but I'm back in shape
Pour Crystal in the blender and make a protein shake
I'm like the East coast number one playboy B
Hugh Hefner'll tell you he don't got shit on me
The feds watch me, icey they can't stop me
Racist, pointin at me look at the nigga ratchi
Hello!
[Chorus]

Top 50 Cent, Heat

[Skit]
'Aye you want some of this shit'
'Naw, I don't want that shit'
'I don't give a fuck, I don't play dat shit'
'And I'm fin'nin to buss a cap in a nigga'
'Man SHUT the fuck up'
'Whoa slow down, slow down, slow down'
'You see that brick house right there'
'That's the nigga crib when he come out you gotta tighten his ass up'
'I'ma get in the other car'
'Aight' [a car revs up]
[gunshots]
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
If there's beef, cock it and dump it, the drama really means nothin
To me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out)
There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it
When niggas run up on you wit them thangs out (thangs out)
I do what I gotta do I don't care I if get caught
The DA can play this motherfuckin tape in court
I'll kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin
Catch you slippin, I'ma kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin,
homie I ain't playin
[50 Cent]
Keep thinkin I'm candy till ya fuckin skull get popped
And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-da-box
In the hood summer time is the killing season
It's hot out this bitch that's a good 'nuff reason
I've seen gangsta's get religious when they start bleedin
Sayin 'Lord, Jesus Help Me' cause they ass leakin
When they window roll down and that A.K. come out
You can squeeze ya lil handgun until you run out
And you can run for ya back-up
But them machine gun shells gone tear ya back up
God's on ya side, shit I'm aight wit that
We reload them clips and come right back
It's a fact homie, you go against me ya fucked
I get the drop, if you can duck, ya luckier then Lady Luck
Look nigga, don't think you safe cause you moved out the hood
Cuz ya momma still around dog, and that ain't good
If you was smart you'd be shook of me
Cuz I'd get tired of lookin for ya, spray ya momma crib, and let ya ass look
for me
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
My heart bleeds for you nigga, I can't wait to get to you
Behind that twinkle in ya eyes, I can see the bitch in you
Nigga you know the streets talk
So they'll be no white flags and no peace talks
I got my back against the wind, I'm down to ride till the sun burn out
If I die today, I'm happy how my life turned out
See the shootouts that I've been in I'm by myself
Locked up I was in a box by myself
I done made myself a millionaire by myself
Now, shit changed motherfucker I can hire some help
I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the hood
But ya shooter fin'nin to get get shot it won't do 'em no good
With a pistol I define the definition of pain
If you survive ya bones'll still fuckin hurt when it rain
Oh you a pro at playin battleship well this ain't the same
Lil homie this is a whole different type of war game
See the losers and up in shackles of motherfuckin chains
Or laid out in the streets leakin out they brains
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
After the fist fights it's gunfire boy you get the best of me (best of me)
If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't go testin me (testin me)
All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on blessin me (blessin me)
Fin'nin to run rap cuz Dr. Dre got the recipe (the recipe, recipe)
Yeah, uh ha, aye Dre
You got me feelin real bulletproof up in this motherfucker
Cuz my windows on my motherfuckin Benz is bulletproof nigga
Cuz my motherfuckin vest is bulletproof nigga
Cuz my motherfuckin hat is bulletproof nigga
But the Doc said if I get hit I might get a fuckin concussion
Better that then a hole in the head right nigga, heh heh ha ha

Top 50 Cent, The Good Die Young

yo, ya know what i want?
i want the beat to drop in right, like...now
niggas be thinkin im crazy right? (yeah, you are crazy)
i aint crazy (you are crazy)
atleast i dont think im crazy, i think my shit is hott,
i think im hott (you hott but you crazy)
why they want..i dunno
its the money that makes shit get ugly
its the money that make these hoes love me
its the money that make niggas wanna slug me
man i thought the money would make it all lovely
yo i actually write what i do or see
the felonies from day to day make me say what i say
when i die my auto be worth as much as picasso
dont cry for me smile for me
an' if you see dem niggas who wet me, wow for me
remember the good times, the chips we stacked, the clips we packed,
an all the bricks we cooked from coke to crack
let my tombstone read "i tried"
an from the start everything i wrote was from my heart
so its always gon be number 1 on my chart
i get sensitive wit my shit, dont fuck with my art
sometimes it sounds like im playin' but im sayin' this shit is real
it aint a game
(chorus)
they say the good die young
i guess these grimy niggas live a long time
sit in fancy whips, sip champagne, an' shine
keep your eyes on yours while i keep my eyes on mine
(repeat)
(end chorus)
first it happened to stretch, then to pac and big
im convinced it could happen to anybody here
so i get vest-ed up when i get dressed up
an' the hood is messed up,
niggas runnin' 'round shootin' shit up
if its Don that u drinkin, fill up my cup
if u gossipin' about me, shut the fuck up
why dont niggas act like they hard? when they know they but.
when gettin' robbed aint a good time to press your luck
dude listen, if you move, ima hurt you
you'll get your time to shine later, paitence is a virture
right now, what you need to do is gimme the cash
forget about your boss bein' mad, just save your ass
be a good boy, now go an' get your stash
i see you throwin next to the garbage can like it was trash
ight run along before i shoot your ass
i hate to do this to you, bt i really need this cash
(chorus)
i know we all gonna go, but i hate to go fast,
then again i dont think it'd be fun to stick around an' go last
man listen if you really really like this shit,
nigga call steve stout (?) and ill write your shit
call him now before i drop
for real cuz after i drop
im gonna be chargin y'all niggas like 40 a pop
to each his own
me? i'd get it while it was cheap
typical mentality, i know. straight from the street
1999's the year of the predator
killin' to eat
niggas will treat you like an egg when you come to cop with your beat
gimme your dough, oh your wore your jewels? what a treat.
your a generous guy, take 'em off or die
man, we hurtin round here, aint nobody slingin pie,
look around, aint nobody 'round here fly
why you around here with this shit anyway? huh? you high?
kiss your ass goodbye
(chorus 2x)

Top 50 Cent, Rotten Apple

[50 Cent]
I'm on parole, I used to be on probaaaaaation
I'm with my gun I get full coporaaaaaation
I tell you 'take it off' no hesitaaaaaation
Nigga you play around, I lay you down
That's how it's goin' down
Don't play wit' me, I don't have patieeeeeents
My headachin', and I need my medicaaaaaaation
Niggaz be hatin', they don't know what they faaaaaacin'
Nigga you play around, I lay you down
That's how it's goin' down
I be in court throwin' signs like I'm a maaaaaason
Nigga witness against me, I'ma eraaaaaase 'em
If they try an runaway, I'ma chaaaaaaase 'em
Now with the pound, and I'm a lay 'em down
That's how it's goin' down
[Chorus]
Better watch how you talk
Better watch where you walk
On the streets of New York
That's how we get down
22's on the jeep
Somthin' deep in the seat
When we creep wit the heat
That's how we get down
[50 Cent]
Wise men listen and laugh while fools talk
Stick up kids don't live long in New York
Fuck around and catch the wrong jukes on the street
Get caught slippin', then get hit wit' like three
In every hood in the US, I'm that nigga they feelin'
Rap full of good guys, 50 Cent is the villan
I play the bar with 8 bottles all night gettin' right
Teachin' the hoodrats what Cristal taste like
I put 60 on wrist, 12 on my fist, 100 on my neck
We in the hood nigga schemin', what you expect?
My S on 22's leave ya hos confuuuuuused
On the track ready to choose, like 'Daddy we want you'
My love live ain't change, the shorties still hug me
Bullet wound in my face, and bitches still love me
Now Nelly told you how them country boys talk
I came to teach you how we put it down in New York
That's how we get down
[Chorus]
Better watch how you talk
Better watch where you walk
On the streets of New York
That's how we get down
22's on the jeep
Somthin' deep in the seat
When we creep wit the heat
That's how we get down
[50 Cent]
In the city, a young buck'll tell you how the mac spit
O.G. give 'em the word, you gonna get yo' ass hit
I don't know why niggaz like to talk bad about me
I'm the richest nigga they know without a G.E.D.
Man it could be the money, it could be the ice
It could be they'd like to be me and can't live my life
You should here they be sayin' man '50 be flippin''
'Shot my man over 7 grams, that nigga be trippin''
I know death is promised, I don't fear gettin' murked
It's when a nigga half-way killa ya homie, it hurts
Now we can hit the club and get it crunked
Or you could start some shit, and I could hit you with
the pump, you can have it how you want
But I know you like my style (Uh-Huh)
Ya like how I break it down, wanna get rich?
I'll show you how, take this pack, pump these pieces
That's how we get down
[Chorus]
Better watch how you talk
Better watch where you walk
On the streets of New York
That's how we get down
22's on the jeep
Somthin' deep in the seat
When we creep wit the heat
That's how we get down

Top 50 Cent, MTV Intro

Yo yo yo...what up everybody this is fiddy' cent comin to ya here from TRL-total request live.

Top 50 Cent, G-Unit Skit

AHHHHHHHH YOU
what the fuck man, this that nigga banger man
no more fuckin smurf, i got some wools with meman
Yah nigga, thats whats up
thats this nigga Jess, nigga AT
My motherfuckin nigga, wrong lee
Low, that nigga Ice, you know
109 got brew
Do or die, Ja, Star, woo
Big leaky leak, my brother Sweets, my nigga eddie
G-UNITTT
My niggas bang bang, my nigga 50,
G-UNIT ALL DAY
I'll buck a nigga for my nigga 50, that act up nigga
We got some wools with us niggas
Fuckin faggots
We ain't no blood or a crip nigga
We doin our own thing
G-UNIT!

Top 50 Cent, I'm A Hustler

Rule number one don't go against the grain
Rule number two give respect where respect due
Rule number three if you get knocked play games and say names
[gun click sound] the 45 will tear you out the frame
Its like the rich get richer and the poor don't get fuckin thing
Don't mean nothin changed but the things my money bring
My style will leave you aggy like them cats in jail
You peoples got pleany money actin like they ain't got bail
I feel for you niggas gettin shot while I'm sayin this rhyme
Or niggas in the mess hall gettin shot on shallow lines
An old timer schooled me don't burn bridges my friend
Imagine the G-Dub close and yo ass gotta swim
I watch the fifth melt a nigga melt a nigga of the sidewalk of New York
Me and shorty saw from afar and had a talk
He said I told em if he came around I'd clap him, I gave him my word
Look at his head its still shakin he had alot of nerve
[chorus]
(Jadakiss sample: If it wasn't for the flow
I'd probably have to double Back bubble crack)
[Jay-Z sample: yea yea I'm a hustler]
[3x]
[chorus]
Yo when the fed come in the game loyalty is limited
Hardcore niggas start actin feminine
With the feds you do eighty five percent of your time
Duke you get ten you'll damn near do nine
Hate a liar more than I hate thief
A thief is only after my salary a liar is after my reality
The streets I know'em like my ABC's
Stay away from the D's and stack ya cheese
Try to see three hundred g's fore you see three hundred C's
Tree top to feel the breeze co connect for key's
Yo bitches sexin me take me to ecstacy
Once I nut (ahh oh shit) I don't want 'em next to me
If its on mother fucker believe I'm gonna ride
I'm the type to swallow my blood fore I swallow my pride
Letters on my shirt read DKNY
Got grimy niggas runnin with me from BKNY
[Chorus]
They say I don't sound like a killer well how a killer sound
I bet I grab a foe pound and back that ass down
See many men live baby and many men die
Many men get drunk puff lah and stay high
Here's a jewel love you enemies and hate your friends
Your enemies remain the same friends always change
I don't quit that theres more that one way to skin a cat
You can get him in the face dog or down his back
All bullshit aside now its time to be honest
I fear no man for death is all thats promised
I got niggas standin in line waitin to hear me spit
From eighty six to ninety six the game went from sugar to shit
This for you niggas in the background dyin to shine
I hate you like fiends who ask for a dime for nine
Don't nothin change in the game but faces and names
Skate to wait to date and the jake
[chorus]

Top 50 Cent, I'll Whip Ya Head Boy

(feat. Young Buck)
[50 Cent Chorus]
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you know i will
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, with the back of the steal
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you'll get your cap pealed
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, your ass could get killed
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you know i will
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, with the back of the steal
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you'll get your cap pealed
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, your ass could get killed
[50 Cent Verse]
2 niggaz in the front, 2 niggaz in the back
Thats 4 niggaz ridin' strapped in grandpa's Cadillac
The voice in my head say fuck all these niggaz
Then i start thinkin', i should rob all these niggaz
Man my homies then wan' do whateva i wan' do
I say i wan' eat they say shit we wan' eat to
Lets ride around find a nigga stuntin' on ??first?? street
With the shine's on niggaz be lookin' like lunch meat
I run up on a nigga, pop one on the floor
Tell um come up off that shit 'fore we start poppin' some more
Fuck a ski mask, man niggaz know who i iz
I got a full clip and niggaz know i get biz
[50 Cent Chorus]
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you know i will
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, with the back of the steal
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you'll get your cap pealed
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, your ass could get killed
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you know i will
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, with the back of the steal
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you'll get your cap pealed
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, your ass could get killed
[50 Cent Verse]
I'm up early in the mornin', tryna make a movie
Come in here with me shorty take your lil' on the school
Even though she cause the drama, you love your baby momma
I hit her with the llama to get this kick
There is the coke, the cash, the combo and the safe
But she don't know it, damn, ok go away
I play with your kid on the couch, while your bitch on the phone
Put a gun to her head sayin' daddy come home
You was rollin' poppin' bubbly, didn't think it get ugly
In the hood shit is lovely until it go bad
Now you can pray for a miracle and God might be hearin' you
When i'm not in the jam, i write in my hand
[50 Cent Chorus]
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you know i will
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, with the back of the steal
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you'll get your cap pealed
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, your ass could get killed
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you know i will
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, with the back of the steal
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you'll get your cap pealed
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, your ass could get killed
[Young Buck Verse]
I got, its homies screamin' Buck you need to calm down
Niggaz be gettin' killed everytime you come around
We ran up in his crib made his momma kiss the ground
She askin' God, what my baby dunn did now?
Im takin' everythang, jewellry i want it all
Duck tape him up, rip the phone cords out the wall
Fuck waitin' we can startin' waitin' on tomorrow
So ask Satan if he got a car that i can borrow
Im inpatient like a money hungry rap star
I jack him for his chain and i can get a new Jaguar
The mack i have his brains all over the fuckin' sidewalk
And i'ma be on CNN again it ain't my fault
March nigga steff, right nigga lef'
G-Unit soldier i'm thuggin' till my death
[50 Cent Chorus]
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you know i will
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, with the back of the steal
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you'll get your cap pealed
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, your ass could get killed
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you know i will
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, with the back of the steal
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you'll get your cap pealed
I'll Whip Your Head Boy, your ass could get killed

Top 50 Cent, How to Rob

(feat. The Madd Rapper)
[Madd Rapper]
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm sayin?
[50 Cent]
R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD
Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal
If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal
You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street
These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat
I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, 'You wanna see her again?'
Get your ass down to the nearest ATM
I have dreams of fuckin an R&B; bitch
And I'll wake up early and bounce with all your shit
When I apply pressure,son it aint even funny
I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money
Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime
Have Keith sweatin starin down the barrel from my nine
Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam
I put the gun to Cardan tell him, 'Tell your man
Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now
I mean right now'
The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail
An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell
I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time
Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine
I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks
Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped
What Jigga just sold like 4 mil? He got somethin to live for
Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door
I'll man handle Cas? like 'Duke get on the ground'
You ain't with Mary no more where gettin chips from now?
I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me
Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me
I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick
I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit
Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think
About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink
I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run
This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?
[Madd Rapper]
[(Chorus) 2x]
This aint serious
Being broke can make you delirious
So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger
50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?
[50 Cents]
Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies
And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami
Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound
Like you gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down
I figured it out
Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass
don't wanna be a playa no more
Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU!! PAY ME!!
Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him
DMX wanna get down well you tell homey
I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+
I should rob Clue man his shit did well
I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell
I hit the studios take shit and leave
Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings
Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three
Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV
Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up
Nigga get capped coroners pickin em up
Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to stall ya
He said 'Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!'
Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece
Told him I want it all he said, 'Even my gold teeth?'
I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep
One at a time get out and take off your shine
Did you ever think that you would be this rich?
Did you ever think that you would have these hits?
Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?
And walk off with your shit like it's mine?
I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid
I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins
Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens
I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C
That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP
I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor
He asked me if I had enuff I told him 'Gimme Some More'
Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel
I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People
[Madd Rapper]
[chorus]
For real yo you know what I'm sayin?
Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down
It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga
It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it
50 Cents ain't fuckin around
Track Masters ain't fuckin around
Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around
The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around
So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets
Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus
Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not

Top 50 Cent, High All The Time

(Chorus)
I don't need Don Perignon I don’t need Cris
Tangaray and Alize I don’t need shit
Nigga I'm high all the time I smoke that good shit
I stay high all the time and I’m on some hood shit
Give me some dro, purple haze and some chocolate
Give me a dutch and a lighter I’ll squash it
I stay high all the time, I smoke that good shit
I’m high all the time and I’m on some hood shit
(Verse 1)
Everytime I roll up, niggas I holla roll up
Then I tell ‘em hold up
You aint needing money u aint smoking in my benzo
20 inch Lorenzo, smoking on indo
High as a motherfucker, I be on the backstreets
Niggas know I clap heat
Homie if u got beef, man u betta holla at me
Niggas get locked up, stabbed up, shot up
Everytime I pop up a lot going on in my hood
I shoot the dice and holla “get ‘em girls”
Daddy need new shoes
Daddy need Pirellis to look mean on 22s
Stash spots, X-Box, Lab top fax machine phone
Bulletproof this bitch and I’m gone
2003 Suburban swerving, too many sips of Henny
The D said they searched the weapon they can’t find the semis
They was just harassing me cuz they knew who I was
Spent the night in central booking for smoking some buds
(Chorus)
(Verse 2)
Now if u heard now I’da started some shit
It aint because I be high, I be high, I be high
And if u heard I’d done let off a clip
It aint because I be high, I be high
But I twist that, la la la la
I get high as I wanna nigga, go against me for sure yousa gonner nigga
I don’t smoke to calm my nerves but I got beef
Fit to crush my enemies like I crush the ass cheeks
If you love me tell me u love me, don’t stab me man
I hate to be in the pens for clappin one of my

Top 50 Cent, True Loyalty

(feat. Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
[50 Cent]
Unh, yeah..I like the way this feel right here
yo...turn me up in the head phones just a lil' bit
yeah..
[50 Cent + (Lloyd Banks)]
There ain't shit in this world deeper than loyalty and love
(Except loyalty and love, between thugs)
For you, I pull up in the whip and spray the whole strip
(For you, I walk up close and lay a nigga's kin)
For you, there ain't a damn thing that I won't do
I'm a Thug, this my way I show, my love for you
(Nigga for you, I get the coke, I'ma turn it into cash)
For you, if we go broke, we gon' rob a nigga ass
(For you, if we get knocked, I'ma have to take the weight
'Cause with a record like yours dogg, you ain't stayin' upstate)
Nigga for you, I kill a whole God damn crew (Why?)
'Cause I know you'd do the same thing too...haha
I ride, you ride for me, my enemies your enemies
How could you not love a Thug like me?
[Chorus]
Would you ride for me? (you ain't even got to ask)
Would you die for me? (nigga, they blast you, they blast me)
Would you cry for me? (shit, when I die I don't cry for me, just keep reppin' Southside for me)
Nigga, you ride for me? (you ain't even got to ask)
Would you die for me? (nigga, they blast you, they blast me)
Would you cry for me? (shit, when I die I don't cry for me, just keep reppin' Southside for me)
[50 Cent + (Lloyd Banks)]
(Nigga, I'm the stem, you the crack
I'm the clip, you the gat
I'm the glock, you the mac
I'm the artist, you the trap
I'm a pen, you the pad
I'm the Dutch, you the bag
I'm the knife, you the stab
I'm the driver, you the Jag)
I'm the ice, you the bezel
I'm grimy, you ghetto
I'm the bow, you the arrow
I'm the shell, you the barrel
I'm a pimp, you a player
I'm dope, you the hustler
I'm a nine, quiet me down, you the muffler
[Chorus]
[Tony Yayo]
You can catch me in public housing, wit' bundles of D
Or in the Santa Monica mountains, bundled up to ski
Since, time is money, I rhyme on the clock
And walk through the strip with a nine in the ox
You seen the ice, you know it's top notch
And when it comes to dice, I'm seeing' shorty to the shot box
Banks stop, guns pop through your tank top
And leave you wet up like a sonar range drop
When I grind, I wear the same thing tomorrow
When you grind, it's Showtime at the Apollo
Damn near every rapper gotta hide sixteen
Well my flow's like a ho that's sixteen
I ran through niggas, dismantled niggas
They mad 'cause they see me in Cancun bitches
But I'm ghetto, straight from the 'hood my nigga
If there's no toothbrush I'ma use my finger
I got so many minks, and so many leathers
The crib is surrounded by animal protesters
I'm a grown man, still livin' like I'm young
With the mind of an old man, full of wisdom
Here the cops come, task force van
Rock so much ice, I'm called Jack Frost man
And while we sippin' on cris', you sippin' backwash man
Your team got heart, but your heart's in my hand
You want sixteen bars, in song format
Or sixteen cars on your mom's doormat...wha

Top 50 Cent, The Realest Killaz

-somebody talkin-
Yo,Red Spider...
Is that 50 Cent and Pac ready?
Lemme know,holla
-Tupac-
It's go'n be some stuff you go'n see
That's go'n make it hard to smile in the future
-50 Cent-
Yea nigga...ha ha
Lets go nigga,dis is what it is
Tupac cut his head bald,then you want to cut yo head bald
Tupac wear a bandana,you wanna wear a banadana (what do we have here now)
Tupac put a cross on his back,You wanna put crosses on yo back
Nigga,you aint Tupac
-Tupac-
Is it
Money and women,funny beginning's tragic ending's
I can make a million and still not get enough of spendin'
And since my life is based on sinnin',I'm hell bound
Rather be buried that be worried,livin' held down
-Snoop-
Yo,that shit is crazy Whoo Kid
Bring that muthafuckin beat back man
-Tupac-
It's go'n be some stuff you go'n see
That's go'n make it hard to smile in the future
-50 Cent-
Yea nigga...ha ha
Lets go nigga,dis is what it is
Tupac cut his head bald,then you want to cut yo head bald
Tupac wear a bandana,you wanna wear a banadana (what do we have here now)
Tupac put a cross on his back,You wanna put crosses on yo back
Nigga,you aint Tupac
-Tupac-
Is it
Money and women,funny beginning's tragic ending's
I can make a million and still not get enough of spendin'
And since my life is based on sinnin',I'm hell bound
Rather be buried that be worried,livin' held down
My game plan to be trained in
Military mind of a thug lord sittin' in a cemetery cryin
I've been lost since my adolescence calling for Jesus
Ballin' as a youngster wondering if he see's us
Young black males
Crack sales got me three strikes
Livin' in jail this is hell enemies die
Wonder when we all pass,is anybody listnin'
Got my hands on my semi shotty,everybody's snitchin'
Please god can you understand me,bless my family
Guide us all before we fall into insanity
I'm makin' a point to make my beatin' bumpin' raw life
Drop some shit to make these stupid bitches jaw tight
-50 Cent- (=Tupac)
Till makaveli return it's all eyes on me- on me (what do we have here now)
And you can hate it or love it,but thats what it's go'n be- go'n be
Shoulda listened,I told you not to fuck wit me- wit me (what do we have here now)
Now can you take the pressure,that's what we go'n see- go'n see
-50 Cent-
This is a cry for mercy,I promise
My success would be the death of you
Low and behold,you sold ya soul,theres nothing left of you
Look in the mirror,ask yourself,who are you
If you dont know who you are,how could ya dreams come true
Muthafucka,I sat backed and watched ya,you pretended to be Pac
You pretended to be hot,but you not,now (nowww)
You sea-so crip,you cant take the pressure,you pussy
I warned you not to push me
You see me,and chills,run up ya spine
GOD made menace in war,but ya heart aint like mine
And plus,they look at me like I'ma menace
I was playing wit guns,while ya momma had you and yo friends playing tennis
I'ma nightmare,you see me in ya dream
Wake up,and turn on ya t.v. and see my ass again
You cowardly hearted,you couldn't make it on ya own
FUCK THE SOURCE,I'M ON THE COVER OF ROLLIN STONE
-50 Cent- (=Tupac)
Till makaveli return it's all eyes on me- on me (what do we have here now)
And you can hate it or love it,but thats what it's go'n be- go'n be
Shoulda listened,I told you not to fuck wit me- wit me (what do we have here now)
Now can you take the pressure,that's what we go'n see- go'n see
Till makaveli return it's all eyes on me- on me (what do we have here now)
And you can hate it or love it,but thats what it's go'n be- go'n be
Shoulda listened,I told you not to fuck wit me- wit me (what do we have here now)
Now can you take the pressure,that's what we go'n see- go'n see

Top 50 Cent, Talk About Me

[Intro]
Yeah! Ha Ha!
[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear niggaz runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me
[Verse 1]
I know Boo Boo I mean 50 he a grimey nigga
50 shot my brother I'm a find that nigga
We don't see his punk ass unless he on TV
Yeah he did my brother dirty but he don't wanna see me
Member Rydell from KP thought he was his man
Put him on the table to bag up he beat him for grams
How you think he got that money for that Chalk Gray Land
That nigga robbin and stealin everything that he can
[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear hoes runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me
[Verse 2]
Yeah I know Curtis, he used to fuck with my friend
Used to come through my projects pick her up in the Benz
Niggaz from my buildin always used to ask about him
Like she in and out of town right that niggaz get down right
I used to say, all I know, is the nigga get money
And you standin in my way, excuse me dummy
Ronda she told me that nigga a freak
And McDonald's ain't the only thing that he eat
[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear everybody runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me
[Verse 3]
I love 50 Cent, that's my dad
But even my mom talk about him bad
She says since he blew up, he changed for sure
He's really fascinated with these fancy hoes
I don't know why but there personalities collide
And my dad will swallow blood before he swallows his pride
You know the kids in my class they be sayin he's crazy
They just like him cause he rollin with Dr. Dre and Shady
[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear niggaz runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me
[Verse 4]
Man 50 fucked up, I mean real fucked up
He left us in the hood we fucked up
Still actin like he in the street tellin niggaz they can't eat
You know this motherfucker went and bought Tyson's crib
Got Bentley's, Ferrari's, and all that shit
He don't even come through to try and help niggaz out
That's the bullshit see what I'm talkin about
[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear everybody runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me
[Verse 5]
That's my Grand baby I love him I raised that boy right
He ran to me cryin sent him back out to fight
Put a battery in his sock go pick up a rock
You ain't a chump, you want your Grandma to think you a punk
Look at my first Grand baby, he is a big rap star
Bought me a house, diamonds, and a brand new car
I tought him what it takes, to go this far
Boy I'm the reason you are what you are
[Chorus]
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear everybody runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me
Man everywhere I go, I mean like everywhere I be
I hear everybody runnin they mouth, you should hear how they talk 'bout me

Top 50 Cent, Ryder Music

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah we can ride to this
Just lay back, crew
[Verse 1]
Here's a taste of my life, its bitter and sweet
I put my heart out to the sounds of the drums and the beat
I put my life on the line when I'm out on the street
Put my teflon on and roll with my heat
I keep my circle nice and small, I don't fuck with these clown *****s
In a race for the cheese, I run laps around *****s
Soon as I step on stage, the crowd applauds
Soon as my sneaker wear in stores, Reebok start sore
I ain't gotta say I'm a boss, *****s can tell
The east coast crib, the size of a small hotel
The shit journalist write about me, get me confused
Have me feelin' like the heavy weight champ when he lose
I read somewhere, I'm homophobic shiiit
Go through the hood, there's mad *****s on my dick
Now we can get hostile or we can do this smooth
T&T; around, I can still make blow move
[Chorus x2]
This is what you call ryder music
All the gangstas are ridin' to it
Let's roll, I can show ya how we do it
When we ride to that ryder music (let's go)
[Let's go]
[Verse 2]
Last year, I woke up, a good look, damn it feels good
On the low, I done fucked half of Hollywood
Had your favorite actress from your favorite shows
In my favorite position, you know how it goes
In my Bentley bumpin' Prince shit 'This is When Thugs Cry'
This is what it sounds like when hollow tip slugs fly
Homie, this is somethin' you can ride and smoke to
Stay on point, cause *****s will ride and smoke you
Jealousy's for women, but some *****s is bitch made
They make you wanna run across they're head with a switch blade
They point their finger at me, sayin' I'm bug
My flows crack you listen, your fuckin' brains on drugs
Look, ice drippin' on my neck, hands grippin' on the tec
Fool trippin' through the set, you can get ya ass whipped
Cards missin' out my deck, screws loose show respect
You try to come at me kid, your ass better come correct
[Chorus x2]
This is what you call ryder music
All the gangstas are ridin' to it
Let's roll, I can show ya how we do it
When we ride to that ryder music (let's go)
[Let's go]
[Verse 3]
My mama gave birth to a winner, I gotta win
Pray to Lord, forgive me for my sins
Still thuggin', cruisin', rims gleamin'
Like the stones on my wrist
Zonin', guess this is how it feels to be rich
Homie, you hustlin' backwards if you chasin' a bitch
Stupid, chase the paper, they come with the shit
I'm fallin', in love with success
Entrepeneure, kinda sewer, I maneuver the best
Rowin', ruger on my lap, rubber grip on the handle
Stunt I'll have ya homies burn a rest in peace candle
As wise men speak, I listen and learn
A man dies, a baby's born, my *****s the world turns
Rappers, I make 'em sick when I say I'm the shit
They mistake my confidance for arrogance, they hate on the kid
In '99, I had a vision and made a decision
Bein' broke is against my religion, now picked up
[Chorus x2]
This is what you call ryder music
All the gangstas are ridin' to it
Let's roll, I can show ya how we do it
When we ride to that ryder music (let's go)
[Let's go]

Top 50 Cent, Patiently Waiting

(feat. Eminem)
[50 Cent talking]
Ay Em you know my favorite white boy right...
I.. I owe you for this one
[Chorus]
I've been patiently waiting
For a track to explode on (yea)
You can stun if you want
And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
It feels like my flows
Been hot for so long (yea)
If you thinkin I'ma fuckin
Fall off your so wrong
[50 Cent]
I'm innocent in my head
Like a baby born dead
Destination heaven
Sittin political passengers from 9-11 (yea)
The Lords blessing left me lyrically incline (uh huh)
Shit I aint even got to try to shine
God's a seamstress who tailorfitted my pain
I got scribtures in my brain
I can spit at your thang
Straight out the good book
Look niggaz is shook
50 fear no man warrior
Swing swords like Conan
Picture me pen in hand
Write lines knowin' THE SOURCE will quote it
When I die they'll read this
And say a genius wrote it
I grew up witout my Pops
Shit that make me bitter
I caught cases and got out
Does that make me a quitter
In this white mans world
I'm simmilar to a squirral
Lookin for a slut
Wit a nice butt to get a nut
If I get shot today my phone
Will stop ringing again
These industry niggaz ain't friends
They know how to pretend
[Chorus (2x)]
I've been patiently waiting
For a track to explode on (yea)
You can stun if you want
And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
It feels like my flows
Been hot for so long (yea)
If you thinkin Im'a fuckin
Fall off your so wrong
(It's 50!!)
[Eminem]
Youve been patiently waiting
To make it through all the hate
Debatin weither or not
You can even weather the storm
When she lay on the table
They operating to save you
It's like a Angel came to you
Sent from the heavens above
They think they crazy
But they ain't crazy lets face it
Shit basically they just playin sick
They ain't shit they ain't sayin shit
Spray umh 50 [gun shots]
A to K get in the way
I bring Dre and them wit me
And turn this day into fuckin mayhem
You stayin wit me
Don't let me lose you
I'm not tryin to confuse you
When I let lose wit this uzi
And just shoot through your Izuzu
You get the message
Am I gettin through to you
You know it's comin
You motherfuckers dont even kno do you
Take some BIG and some PAC
And you mix them up in a pot
Sprinkle a lil 'BIG L' on top
What the fuck do you got?
You got the realest and illest killers
Tied up in a knot
The Juggernaughts of this rap shit
Like it or not it's like a fight to the top
Just to see who die for the spot
You put your life in this
Nothin like survivng a shot
Y'all know what time it is
Soon as 50 signs on this dot
Shit what you know about death threats
Cause I get alot
Shady Records was 80 seconds
Away from the towers
Some cowards fucked with the wrong building
They meant to hit ours
Better evacuate all children
Nuclear showers theres nothin spookier
Your now about to witness the power of fuckin' 50!
[Chorus]
I've been patiently waiting
For a track to explode on (yea)
You can stun if you want
And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
It feels like my flows
Been hot for so long (yea)
If you thinkin I'ma fuckin
Fall off your so wrong
(It's 50!!)
It's the Gun Squad here
And you hear the shots go off
(It's 50, They say It's 50)
You see a nigga laid out
Wit his fuckin top blown off
(It's 50, Man that was'nt 50)
They don't holla my name
[50 Cent]
You should'nt throw stones
If you live in a glass house
And if you got a glass jaw
You should watch your mouf
Cause I'll break your face
Have you ass runnin
Mumbling to the J
Your going against me dogg
You makin a mistake
I split yo lip
You lookin like them
Michael JackSon Jackets
Wit all them zippers
I'm the boss on this boat
You can call me Skipper
The way I turn the money over
You should call me Flipper
Your Bitch a regular Bitch
Your callin her Wifey
I fucked her feed her fast food
You keepin' her Icey
I'm down to sell records
But not my soul
Snoop said this in '94
'We don't love them ho's'
I got pennies for my thoughts
Now I'm rich
See the 20's spinnin'
Lookin mean on the 6
Nigga's wearin flags
Cause the colors match they clothes
The get caught in the wrong hood
And filled up with holes
Motherfucka'
[Chorus (2x)]
I've been patiently waiting
For a track to explode on (yea)
You can stun if you want
And yo ass'll get rolled on (It's 50)
It feels like my flows
Been hot for so long (yea)
If you thinkin Im'a fuckin
Fall off your so wrong
(It's 50!!)

Top 50 Cent, My Toy Soldier

[Intro- 50 Cent]
You ready? OK let me wind you up
Do it exactly the way i say do it
man, these niggas are pussy, you heard me?
Get up nice and close (yeah!)
[Chorus- 50 Cent]
I put that battery in his back
I'm the reason why he move like that
That's my mu'fuckin toy Soldier
I tell him pop that gat, he gon' pop that gat
You dont wanna play wit my Toy Soldier
I say it's on, then it's on
Until ya life is over, Fuckin wit my Toy Soldier
If he's a casualty in war, trust me I got more
You don't want it wit my Toy Soldier
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
This is so close, now follow instructions
Catch a nigga slippin, run up on him and buck him
I ain't got no conscience, them whores are nothin'
They ain't wit us, they against us, We supposed to touch em
Here's what to do if you see him approach me,
Pop that nigga, "I dont care if you know me.
Half the niggas hatin on me used to be homies
I don't trust em when they smile or when they frown, cause they foney
Everytime I come around they call the police on me
Thats why the D's in the precinct know me
They know 'bout my rap shit, they know bout how i clap people
I'm like I'm in a track meet, swift wit the mack , B
You could see the envy in they eyes fa sho mayne
Mad as a mothafucka that I'm holdin
See me in the back of the Phantom Rollin
Quick to make examples outta niggas fa sho man
Hold me down
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Shoot, Stab, Kill mufucka
You ain't bout it I don't want ya around, cocksucker
Every word out my mouth is felt
That ?? I pop, the hollows so hot, yo ass will melt
Barber razor in the club, stunt n I'll give you a ?? stich,
gored, ya head all taped up
niggas know how I get down, see they know when I'm around
Haha, my soldiers around in this,
some shit go down, and a nigga get laid down
Its no surprise cause niggas know how I get down
Black tint on the Testarossa,
Hammer out the holster, gat in my lap in case u gotta get clapped
You monkey niggas swing through my hood, we on that gorilla shit
You clap off and miss, we come back and start killin shit
Catch us on the corner wearin black chinchilla shit
We organize discipline, plus we militant
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Tony Yayo]
[Wierd intro by Yayo]
I'm in that coupe phantom, and the bodies kitted
Waves in my head, lookin like tsunamis hit it
niggas scheme, the infrared beam's on the mac
I put green on yo head like an Oakland A's hat
My boy was a dolja, now he a soulja
My lil' son ?? lettin off the ruger
In a whip mashed up, lookin for his enemies
Ridin and gassed up off double D batteries
Mass casualties, is hooked to them IV's
50 gimme the word, thats when I squeeze
Click clack, take that, fall back, its a contract
50 grand, and 50 man
[chorus]

Top 50 Cent, Movin' On Up

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I run the show now, I got the blow now
You wanna hold now? You can come cop
Im on the low now, I got the fo' pound
Incase a mother fucker got to get shot
The only time is coming, slow down
See they know now, I wont hesitate to make shit hot
D's will shut your block down, after your shot down
We gonna come through and set up shop
You niggas gone work for me now, you gone see now
How I change shit, re-arrange shit
See for you dog, this is new shit
Im from Southside, nigga we do this
They say Im grimey, its hard to find me
When sun lighten up the sky
Niggas wanna line me, try and kill me
Go 'head nigga I dare you to try, fuck that nigga!
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
We movin on up, yeah we gettin' that dough, fa' sho'
We movin on up, you'll get chromed up, cash is flow fa' sho, the dough, nigga you know what?
We movin on up, yeah we gettin' that dough, fa' sho'
We movin on up, you'll get chromed up, cash is flow fa' sho, the dough, nigga you know what?
[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Im 'bout my bread now, Ill cut your head now
You know you eatin' niggas you should be dead now
I hold a glock down, I gotta drop now
Nigga Im eatin' you know I aint gone stop now
One more trip, one more flip
I move a truckload nigga, not one brick
They make me so sick, fuckin' sick to my stomach
You nigga talk shit, but they know that I want it
My clicks so sick, niggas know how we on it
Light up more shit, the car there when we on it
I spit a gem star get'cha name carved into neck
Have my lil homies run up on yo' ass with the Tech
Yeah I stunt in the Vette , got stash in the Vette
I get head in the whip, I get ass on the jet
Im oh so fresh, so Im motha fuckin' clean
24. Inch gleam, when I pull up on the scene
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
We movin on up, yeah we gettin' that dough, fa' sho'
We movin on up, you'll get chromed up, cash is flow fa' sho, the dough, nigga you know what?
We movin on up, yeah we gettin' that dough, fa' sho'
We movin on up, you'll get chromed up, cash is flow fa' sho, the dough, nigga you know what?
[Bridge: 50 Cent]
Been smokin' that dip, the PCP got 'em thinkin' they can walk on water
That ecstasy will have a nigga rock hard tryna fuck your daughter
The LSD will have niggas runnin' round tryna kill you for us
Smokin' that piff, sippin' that yak, talkin' that shit, loadin' that strap
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
We movin on up, yeah we gettin' that dough, fa' sho'
We movin on up, you'll get chromed up, cash is flow fa' sho, the dough, nigga you know what?
We movin on up, yeah we gettin' that dough, fa' sho'
We movin on up, you'll get chromed up, cash is flow fa' sho, the dough, nigga you know what?

Top 50 Cent, Life's On The Line

Nobody likes me
Nobody likes me, but that's okay
Cuz I don't like y'all anyway
...And I don't like y'all anyway
Fuck all y'all!!
My watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me
BLAT! Wutup homie
For bitches who don't know me
...They wanna blow me cuz the shit I floss wit sayin a lot for me
I came into rap humble, I don't give a fuck now
Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
Coke price go up, cats is come down
The D's run in my crib, I'm nowhere to be found
Niggas who hustle for me, they dont even stash tracks
They keep it on em, right there in they ass crack
When I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to
I'll have the paramedics wrap your fuckin head like a Hindu
Look, I ain't goin nowhere, so get used to me
OG's look at me and see what they used to be
I'm that nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope
The nigga that shot Dice when he broke to So So
The thug, they pop shit
The thug that pop clips
The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks
Nigga ain't in his right mind, goin against me
My picture's painted through words that make a blind man see
[Hook]
Scream murder! (I don't believe you!)
Murder! (Fuck around and leave you!)
Murder! (I don't believe you!)
Murder, murder! (Your life's on the line!)
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
Make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six
I'm not a marksmen while spark issue, I spray random
Not a pretty nigga but my moms think I'm handsome
I hate to hear 'He say, She say' shit
Unless he say she say she on my dick
It's no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit me get shot up
I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up
You soft through, be puttin up a crazy front
I stay wit the Mac, cuz niggas tried to blaze me once
In the hood they be like, 'Damn, 50 really spitted on em'
'You heard that shit?' 'Yeah, 50 really shitted on em'
Beef, you don't want none, so don't start none
You just a small player in this game, play a part son
[Hook]
These cats always escape reality when they rhyme
That's why they write about bricks and only dealt wit dimes
Leave it to them, and they say they got a fast car
Nascar, truck wit a crash bar
And TV's in the dash, pa
See em in the five wit stock rims, I just laugh, pa
I catch stunts when I ain't tryin
I ain't lyin, I sit Don P til I split up
Keep my rent split up
Get outta line, I get you hit up (Wooo!)
Now if you say my name in your rhyme, watch what you say
You get carried away, you can get shot and carried away
Now here's a list of MC's that can kill you in eight bars:
50, umm Jay-Z and Nas
I'ma say this shit now and never again
We ain't buddies, we ain't partners and we damn sure ain't friends
The games you playin, you get killed like that
Actin like you all hard, you ain't built like that
See me when you see me nigga, one
(One)
[Hook]
Y'all niggas don't want no parts of me
I'm tryna figure out how y'all started me
You gon make me catch her on the late night
Pop shots wit the fifth and slide off wit the six

Top 50 Cent, U Not Like Me

NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (When it's on, that's who you get, huh?)
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (That's your motherfuckin' click, huh?)
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD
(You a motherfuckin' snitch, huh?)
NYPD, LAPD, NYPD
[Verse]
Niggaz wanna shine like me (me), rhyme like me (me)
Then walk around with a 9 like me (me)
They don't wanna do it, 3 to 9 like me
And they ain't strong enough to take 9 like me
Aiyoo, you think about shittin' on 50... save it
My songs belong in the Bible with King David
I teach niggaz sign language, that ain't def son
[click, click] you heard that? That mean RUN
Ask around, I ain't the one you wanna stun on, pa
Pull through, I'll throw a fuckin cocktail at ya' car
From the last shootout, I got a demple on my face
It's nothin', I could go after Mase's fanbase
Shell hit my jaw, I ain't wait for doctor to get it out
Hit my wisdom tooth *huck-too* spit it out
I don't smile a lot, cause ain't nothin' pretty
Got a purple heart for war, and I ain't never left the City
Hos be like 'Fitty, you so witty'
On the dick like they heard I ghostwrite for P.Diddy
You got fat while we starve, it's my turn
I done felt how the shells burn, I still won't learn
Won't learn
[Chorus 2X]
If you get shot and run to the cop - You not like me
You ain't got no work on the block - You not like me
It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like me
Like me duke, you not like me
[Verse]
Moma said..
Everything that happened to us, was part of God's plan
So at night when I talk him, I got my gun in my hand
Don't think I'm crazy, cause I don't fear man
Cause I feel when I kill a man, God won't understand
I got a head full of evil thoughts, am I Satan
I been coulda killed these niggaz, I'm still waitin
In the telly with to whores, a Benz with to doors
32 carrots in the traws, no flaws
You see me in the hood, I got atleast two guns
I carry the glock, Tony carry my M-1s
Hold me down nigga, OGs tryin' to rock me
D's waitin for my response to lock me
This is my hustle, nigga don't knock me
You need some shit with banana clips to try and stop me
I'M THE ONE
[Chorus 2x]
If you get shot and run to the cop - You not like me
You ain't got no work on the block - You not like me
It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like me
Like me duke, you not like me
[Verse]
See, I done been to the Pearly Gates, they sent me back
The good die young, I ain't eligable for that
I shot niggaz, I been shot, sold crack in the street
My attitude is gangsta, so I stand some beef
You wanna get acquainted with me, you wanna know me
From 3 point range, with a glock, I shoot better then Kobe
See a nigga standin' next to me, he probably my Co-D
See a bitch gettin in my whip, she probably gon' blow me
See the flow is like a 38, it's special yoooooo
A country boy tell ya, I'm fittin' to blowwwww
I'm more like a pimp, then a trick, you knowwww
See, I'm in this for the paper, I don't love the hooos
Niggaz broke in the hood, worried about mines
Grown ass men, wearin starter piece shines
You know them little pieces, with the little stones
Got little clientele fiends call your cell phones
When the gossip starts, I'm always the topic
You too old for that shit dog, why don't you stop it
Shorty, I been watchin you watchin me
Now tell me what you like more, my watch or me
Haha
[Chorus 2x]
If you get shot and run to the cop - You not like me
You ain't got no work on the block - You not like me
It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like me
Like me duke, you not like me
[Ad-libing to the end]

Top 50 Cent, If I Can't

Yea, ha ha, yea, yea
[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I apply pressure to pussies that stuntin I pop
Stand alone squeezin my pistol I'm sure that I gotta
Now Peter Piper picked peppers but Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines
Tell niggaz, 'Get they money right,' cuz I got mine
And I'm around quit playin nigga you can't shine
You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk
After bein hit by the pump, is that whut you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, thats whut I'm about, gangsta
You could find a nigga sittin on chrome
Hit the clutch, hit the gear, hit the gas & I'm gone (Yea!)
[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)
[Verse 2: 50 Cent (Dr Dre)]
I'm down for the action, he smart with his mouth so smack em
You holdin a strap, he might come back so clap em
React like a gangsta, die like a gangsta for actin
Cuz you'll get hit & homicide'll be askin, 'Whut happened?'
OH NO look who clapped em with the FO'FO'
20 inch rims sitting on Lo Pros
Eastside, Westside niggaz know, yo, i'm loco
Even my mama said, 'Something really wrong with my brain'
Niggaz don't rob me they know I'm down to die for my chain
G-UNIT! We get it poppin in the hood
G-UNIT! Muthafucka whuts good?
I'm waitin on niggaz to act like they dont know how to act
I had a sip of too much Jack, I'll blow em off the map
With the mack, thinkin its all rap
Til that ass get clapped and Doc say 'It's a wrap'
(It's a wrap, nigga)
[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)
[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
I been feelin i had to teach lessons to slow learners
Go head act up, get smacked in the head with the burner
I dont fight fair, I'm dirty-dirty
I'm from Southside Jamaica, Queens, nigga ya'heard me?
When streetlights come on niggaz blast the nines
Get locked up, they read books to pass the time
In the game there's up's and down's, so I stay on the grind
Niggaz on my dick more than my bitch, I stay on they mind
They aint nothin they could do to stop my shine
This is God's plan homey, this ain't mine
I played the music loud so Grandpa called me a nuisance
And Grandma; who always gotta throw in her two cents
I'm the drop out who made more more money than these teachers
Roofless/Ruthless like the Coupe but I come with more features
I am whut I am, you could like it or love it
It feels good to pull 50 grand & think nothin of it
Fuck it
[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
Fo sho I'ma make it hot, baby (baby)
Uh huh, hood make it hot
Dr Dre, Aftermath
Shady, ha ha

Top 50 Cent, I Smell Pussy

*Sniff Sniff* You smell that?
What's that?
I smell pussy! (Is that you Irv?)
I smell pussy! (Is that you Ja?)
I smell pussy! (Is that you Black?)
I smell pussy! (Is that you Tah?)
[Verse One]
Y'all niggas is pussy!!!!!
I'm falling out nigga now watch me (watch me)
Ain't nothing you can do to stop me (stop me)
Y'all niggas get so emotional (emotional)
You remind me of my bitch...HaHa
It's not of my nature to make a commitment so let me breathe
What she doesn't understand catch attitudes when I leave her
Quite of probation just make it harder for me to accept her as my own
She tries to tie up my phone and
I'm not at home she's thinking I'm not alone
Probably out tryin' to bone anything in the street
I let her know she can leave I ain't tryin' to tie her up
But see it's hard to fuck wit somebody after she touches me
Mami I'm not your regular nigga I know the game
But I don't play by the rules I'm focusing on my moves
That way I will never lose
See I can tell by your shoes if you attracted to Bentleys with 22's
You say I confuse you play little trick with your head
Been catching feelings ever since the first time I slept in your bed
I'm not here to tease you mislead you with so your dreams
I can't say I love you I don't know what that means
I'M A PIMP!!!!
[Chorus (twice)]
Girl you know I like when you climb on top
Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to Ecstasy with out takin Ecstasy
Girl you know I like when you climb on top
Love muscle feel tighter than a headlock
And you know I love the way you make the bed rock
Take me to Ecstasy with out takin Ecstasy
[Verse Two]
When I first met her, I did anything to get her
Paid all her bills and filled her frigerator
Reminiscing on late nights when I tried to lay up
But couldn't get off 'cause your baby would stay up
She even crashed the whip tryin' to switch in the third lane
That's when I realized this bitch was a bird brain
A pigeon writing her baby pops in the box in prison
Sing-Sing is where he been in
She in the Gucci tights and Fendi high heels
Baby wipes and cans of Enfamil
Motor Bikes and grams of fish scale
So 9 to 5 niggas was no frill
Turning young niggas with principals to old men with debts
And all the prank calls was death threats
That bitch got the best sex all across the globe
And the bitch head game was out of control
[Chorus (twice)]
[Verse Three]
I wonder when I'm gone if you miss me
Or do you miss that Don Perignon and that Christy
I'm fuckin wit you
I'm feeling your shape I'm feeling your eyes
later on I'm feeling your ass and feeling your thighs
Sweetheart you book smart and street-smart
I knew you was my type from the very, very start
I'm in to tongue kissing 4 play all day
Mamma ain't home so the noise is okay
ODB you know he like it the raw way
Latex, safe sex ,no hickeys on the neck
Now your learning
The lords blesses make me wiser as the worlds turning
My tongue touch the right spot I'll have your toes curling
Whether we just kicking it or we sexing
I'm a pro baby girl I spit game to perfection
So when niggas make mistakes I correct 'em and
When niggas get out of line I check the man
[Chorus]

Top 50 Cent, In Da Club

go go go go go go go shawty
its ya birthday
we gonna party like its ya birthday
we gonna sip bicardi like its ya birthay
and u know we dont give a fuck that its ya birthday
u can find me in the club
bottle full of bub
mami i got the x
if u in to takin drugs
im in there havin sex
aint in to makin love
so cum give me a hug
if u in there gettin rubbed
u can find me in the club
bottle full of bub
mami i got the x
if u in to takin drugs
im in there havin sex
aint in to makin love
so cum give me a hug
if u in there gettin rubbed
wen i pull up out front you see the benz on dub's
when i roll 20 deep is 20 knives in the club
niggas heard i fuck with dre now they wanna show me love
when you sound like eminem and the hugs they wanna fuck
but homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's Up
i see xzibit in the cut that nigga roll the weed up
if you watch how i move you mistake me fo a playa or pimp
been hit wit a few shells but i dont walk wit a limp
in the hood the ladys saying 50 you hott
they like me i want em to love me like they love pac
but holla in new york these niggas tell u im loco
when the plan is to put the rap game in a choke-hold
im full in focus man my money on my mind
got a mill out the deal and im still on the grind
now shorty says she fellin my style shes feelin my flow
a girlfriend wit it get ride now we ready to go
u can find me in the club
bottle full of bub
mami i got the x
if u in to takin drugs
im in there havin sex
aint in to makin love
so cum give me a hug
if u in there gettin rubbed
u can find me in the club
bottle full of bub
mami i got the x
if u in to takin drugs
im in there havin sex
aint in to makin love
so cum give me a hug
if u in there gettin rubbed
my flow my show brought me the doe
that brought me all my fancy things
my crib my cars my pools my jewles
look nigga i ownart n i aint changin
n u should love it way more than u hate it
nigga u mad i thought u'd be happy i made it
im that cat by the bar toastin to the good life
u that faggit ass nigga tryna hold me back right
wen it dark we be pumpin in the club its on
now wit my eye on my bitch if she smiles she gone
if the roof on fire let mothafucker burn
niggas talkin bout money homie i aint concerned
ima tell wut banks told me cuz go ahead switch the style up
them niggas hate the letta make them watch the money pile up
n we can go upside the head wit a bottle of bub
they know where we fuckin be
u can find me in the club
bottle full of bub
mami i got the x
if u in to takin drugs
im in there havin sex
aint in to makin love
so cum give me a hug
if u in there gettin rubbed
u can find me in the club
bottle full of bub
mami i got the x
if u in to takin drugs
im in there havin sex
aint in to makin love
so cum give me a hug
if u in there gettin rubbed
ha ha ha dont try n act like u dont kno where we bein eitha nigga
we in the club all the time nigga
if its a problem pop off it nigga
g unit

Top 50 Cent, Wanksta (Remix)

(feat. Flipmode Squad)
[Intro: Busta Rhymes]
Yeah.. it's a problem, Flipmode nigga
We on the highest temperature level of the fucking pressure cooker
Blowing niggas tops, what?
Flipmode up in this bitch, The Rulership Movement nigga
Check it, let me talk, check it, check it
[Busta Rhymes]
There's only one God sonny, and there ain't no replacement
And anybody thinkin different jus get locked in the basement
You know we had to touch the beat cuz the track is dope, nigga
And throw some bullet's at you the size of cantaloupes, nigga
A lotta niggas rollin around like they can't get touched
Even the pope know to stay in bullet proof Benz trucks
Flipmode up in this bitch, ya niggas know we on fire
We hang niggas like old sneakers from telephone wires
[Rampage]
Puerto Rican mami's call me Papi
Cuz they see me in the hood, poppin wheelies on my Kawasaki
Yo they can't stop me, Ramp yo, I'm kinda cocky
I'll break your fucking ribs like I'm playing ice hockey
Bigger than life, extort the game, critically acclaimed
Smack you in your face with my chain
Now I'm ready to go to war like Saddam Hussein
Everybody in the industry know my squad's name
[Chorus 1: Busta Rhymes]
Yo we jus an idiot, and we here to merge somethin
You know what chu dealing with, you know we here to hurt somethin
So stop with the stupid shit, cuz it ain't even worth frontin
Hope you know that you could really end up in the earth cuzin
[50 Cent]
We do this all the time, right now we on the grind
So hurry up and cop and go selling nicks and dimes
Shorty she's so fine, I gotta make her mine
A ass like dat gotta be one of a kind
I crush 'em every time, punch 'em with every line
I'm fuckin with they mind, I make 'em press rewind
They know they can't shine if I'm around the rhyme
Been on parole since ninety four cuz I commit the crime
I say you on my line, I did it three ta nine
If D's ran up in my crib, you know who droppin dimes
[Chorus 2: 50 Cent]
You say you a gangsta but you neva pop nuttin
We say you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin
You go to the dealership but you neva cop nuttin
You been hustlin a long time and you ain't got nuttin
[Baby Sham]
I know your man, he says that you the bitch stuntin
You don't know how the gun cock to reach somethin
Yeah, I see ya face in ya grill
But it's your conscience itchin to tell you the squad love a mil
Like a forest field, we hunt ta god, it's surreal
Flipmode, cop boy, get your weight up for real, get at 'em
[Chorus 1]
[Chorus 2]
[50 Cent]
Damn homie, in highskewl you was the man, homie
What the fuck happened to you?
I got the sickest vendetta, when it come to the chedda
Nigga you play wit my paper, you gon meet my berretta
Now shorty think I'ma sweat her, sippin on amoretta
I'm hit once than deada, I know I can do betta
She look good but I know she after my chedda
She tryna get in my pockets homie and I ain't gon let her
Be easy, start some bullshit ya get your whole crew wet
We in the club doin the same ol' two step
Guerrilla Unit cuz, they say we bugged out
Cuz we don't go nowhere without toast, we thugged out
[Chorus 2 - repeat 2x]
[50 Cent]
Ah ha!

Top 50 Cent, How To Rob An Industry Nigga

featuring The Madd Rapper
* originally known as "Dreams of Robbing an Industry Nigga"
[Madd Rapper]
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm sayin?
[50 Cent]
R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-C, R.I.P niggas that wanna OD
Aiyyo the bottom line is I'ma crook with a deal
If my record don't sell I'ma rob and steal
You better recognize nigga I'm straight from the street
These industry niggaz startin to look like somethin to eat
I'll snatch Kim and tell Puff, "You wanna see her again?"
Get your ass down to the nearest ATM
I have dreams of fuckin an R&B; bitch
And I'll wake up early and bounce with all your shit
When I apply pressure,son it aint even funny
I'm about to stick Bobby for some of that Whitney money
Brian McKnight, I can get that nigga anytime
Have Keith sweatin starin down the barrel from my nine
Since these Harlem World niggaz seem to all be fam
I put the gun to Cardan tell him, "Tell your man
Mason Betha, haha, come up of that watch now
I mean right now"
The only excuse for being broke is bein in jail
An entertainer can't make bail if he broke as hell
I'd rob ODB but that'd be a waste of time
Probably have to clap him run and toss the nine
I'd follow Fox in the drop for four blocks
Plottin to juice her for that rock Kurupt copped
What Jigga just sold like 4 milli, got something to live for
Don't want no nigga puttin four thru that Bentley Coupe door
I'll man handle Mariah like "Bitch get on the ground"
You ain't with Tommy no more who gonna protect you now?
I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me
Steve know not to wear that platinum shit around me
I'm a klepto nah for real son I'm sick
I'm bout to stick Slick Rick for all that old school shit
Right now I'm bent and when I get like this I don't think
About to make Stevie J take off that tight ass mink
I'll rob Pun without a gun snatch his piece then run
This nigga weigh 400 pounds, how he gon catch me son?
[Madd Rapper](Chorus) 2x
This aint serious
Being broke can make you delirious
So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger
50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry nigga?
[50 Cents]
Ill catch P and Silk The Shocker right after the Grammies
And Will Smith and Jada ass down in Miami
Run up on Timberland and Missy w/the pound
Like you gimme the cash and u put the hot dog down
I figured it out
Been robbin Joe before that's why his ass
don't wanna be a playa no more
Mad at you I'm robbin J.D., FUCK YOU!! PAY ME!!
Had Da Brat with em, shoulda had his gat with him
DMX wanna get down well you tell homey
I'm on that Treach shit, I do my +Dirt All By My Lonely+
I should rob Clue man his shit did well
I wanna stick TQ but his shit ain't sell
I hit the studios take shit and leave
Catch Rae Ghost and RZA for them funny ass rings
Tell Sticky gimme the cash before I empty three
Ill beat your ass like that white boy on MTV
Cannibus wanna battle while I'm stickin them up
Nigga get capped coroners pickin em up
Heavy tried to hide his shit, nigga try to stall ya
He said "Why you robbin me I got _Nuttin But Love_ for ya!"
Caught Juvenile for his Cash Money piece
Told him I want it all he said, "Even my gold teeth?"
I caught Blackstreet on a back street in a black jeep
One at a time get out and take off your shine
Did you ever think that you would be this rich?
Did you ever think that you would have these hits?
Did you ever think that I'd flash the nine?
And walk off with your shit like it's mine?
I'ma keep stickin niggas until I'm livid
I'll rob Boys II Men like I'm Michael Bivins
Catch Tyson for half that cash like Robyn Givens
I'm hungry for real im bout to stick Mister C
That nigga still eatin off Big's first LP
I had Busta and the whole Flipmode on the floor
He asked me if I had enuff I told him "Gimme Some More"
Is you feelin this? Then wait for the sequel
I gotta get Kirk Franklin for robbin Gods People
[Madd Rapper]
(chorus)
For real yo you know what I'm sayin?
Niggas got to get stuck up that's just how it goes down
It don't matter if you an industry nigga or a regular nigga
It don't matter, if you got it and I need it I want it
50 Cents ain't fuckin around
Track Masters ain't fuckin around
Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around
The Madd Rapper aint fuckin around
So watch your backs, watch your pocket book, watch your pockets
Watch everybody on the train, watch everybody on the bus
Cause we gonna get you whether you like it or not

Top 50 Cent, What If

[Intro]
Yeah
Im fuckin with this..
Its that classic shit..
That gangster shit..
Yeah..
[Chorus]
Man I watch the sun go up and come down
Sayin.. what if?
Man I watch the tide roll in and roll out
Sayin.. what if?
Homie I play the block tryna get my packs off
Sayin.. what if?
Man if I get a shot, I can make it to the top
Damn.. what if?
[Verse]
If I got on some pretty boy shit like Puffy
Niggaz in the hood man they jus wouldnt love me
If I wore a suit everyday like Jay-Z
Niggaz would think I bumped my fuckin head and went crazy
If I put diamonds in my teeth like Baby
I wouldnt stand a chance of tryin to sell like Shady
If I put out bullshit joints like AZ
Every chance niggaz get they try n play me
But I move around with a lil 3.80
A nigga try to stunt, a nigga get sprayed B
If I smoke weed all day like Snoop do
I see the world different through my dialated pupils
If I buss dance moves on ya like Usher
Niggaz would say 50 that aint gangster, fuck ya
Man ima just keep doin' what I do..
Cuz niggaz cant do me better than I do
[Chorus]
Man I watch the sun go up and come down
Sayin.. what if?
Man I watch the tide roll in and roll out
Sayin.. what if?
Homie I play the block tryna get my packs off
Sayin.. what if?
Man if I get a shot, I can make it to the top
Damn.. what if?
[Verse]
What if I had blockbuster slips like Will Smith
And all the backpack niggaz love me like Mos Def
I probably be a cool ass nigga like Ice Cube
Picture me in the flick right now lookin' so cool
What if I was a low-key nigga just laid back
Hustle to keep a homie around somebody to hold a gat
Man what if Halle Berry was my nex baby momz
Shit I get that child support up with no problem
If I caught a case and jump bail like ??get caught??
Cuz im that nigga everybody know from New York
What if I was a new rap nigga you didnt know
You be sayin damn that kid got a sick flow
But if I just cruise through your hood on 22's
Bumpin Curtis Mayfield and Marvin "So Smooth"
And if I let the top down on the Azure
Yeah that'd make you sick to your stomach, im sure
Haha..
[Chorus]
Man I watch the sun go up and come down
Sayin.. what if?
Man I watch the tide roll in and roll out
Sayin.. what if?
Homie I play the block tryna get my packs off
Sayin.. what if?
Man if I get a shot, I can make it to the top
Damn.. what if?

Top 50 Cent, What Up Gangsta?

G-Unit (What)
We in here (What)
We can get the drama popping
We don't care (What, what, what)
It's going down (What)
'Cause I'm around (What)
50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Cuz? (What)
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Gangstaaa?
[Verse 1]
They say I walk around like got an "S" on my chest
Naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
I try not to say nothing, the DA might want to play in court
But I'll hunt or duck a nigga down like it's sport
Front on me, I'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
You getting money? I can't none with ya then fuck ya
I'm not the type to get knocked for D.W.I.
I'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price rise
Gangstas, they bump my shit them they know me
I grew up around some niggas that's not my homies
Hundred G's I stash it (what), the mack I blast it (yeah)
D's come we dump the diesel and battery acid
This flow's been mastered, the ice I flash it
Chokes me, I'll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
I'm on the next level, right lane forget bezzle
Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood (what)
[Chorus (1st time w/o first "What up, Blood?") (2x)]
[Bridge]
We don't play that
We don't play that
We don't play that (G-Unit)
We don't play around
[Verse 2]
I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
When gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
In December I'll make your block feel like summer
The rap critics say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a nine
Every chick I fuck with is a dime
I'm like Patty LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own
Where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a rolling stone
Cross my path I'll crush ya, thinking I won't touch ya
I'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
Industry hoe fuckers, in the hood they love us
Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas
[Chorus (2x)]
[Bridge (4x)]

Top 50 Cent, The Hit

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
[Chorus]
I change places, to prevent catchin' the cases
Races, in the faces, hall at you laces
This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this
[Verse 1]
The only thing hotter than my flow is the block (inhale and exhale)
That's why I left this snow biz, and got into show biz
Let's get this clear, it ain't on 'til I say it's on, (pause), it's on
I'm eatin', ya'll niggas fastin' like it's Rimadon
Bowlish way in Lebanon, know 50 the bomb
I be at the edge of the bar, sippin' a Don
I keep the bottle just in case, you never know when it's on
This worries bump, I can't go wrong, my team's too strong
You want war? I take you to war, now that my money long
Why you broke? cat's buy the by lines and fantasize
The way I'm spittin', put TV's in everything I'm sittin'
While I'm hot to death, I'm gonna say this to all you playa haters
Ya'll should hate the game, not the playas (c'mon)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
I change places, to prevent catchin' the cases
Races, in the faces, hall at you laces
This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this
(50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this)
[Verse 2]
Everyday is bugged, niggas'll come to a club
To try to show you they a thug, instead of showing some love
Now, what you think you chump me, If I let you bump me
When I'm about to make a mill, faster than you make a G (haha)
I know I lie, it's a habit, I vow to clean the city like the mayor
And in the crack game, I'm a franchise player
Niggas be thinkin' I be out to lunch with mines
Then in crunch time, I start hittin' 'em hard with punch lines
You cats got to be sick, to think 50 can't spit
Better check my batting average, I always make hits
My flows leave these rap cats ketro (ketro), all across the metro (metro)
Plus I pack a cannon, up under my marple cannon
They fake, they look like money, but ain't worth half the cake
Have me runnin' from Jake, in a GS with bad brakes
They want to knock me take, for Christ sakes
[Chorus]
(50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this)
I change places, to prevent catchin' the cases
Races, in the faces, hall at you laces
This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this
(50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this)
I change places, to prevent catchin' the cases
Races, in the faces, hall at you laces
This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this
(50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this)
[Verse 3]
Yo, son remember them fake playas
Who try to play us at The Shark Club in Vegas
Had them tight linen blazers, and beat up gators
Lookin' like last year's playas, (pause)
Yeah, I could tell they dough was low
When we came through the do'
I copped a case of Cristal, and copped one bottle of Mo
From the looking through face, and the bulge in his waist, he holdin'
(Yeah he's packin', I can see his rack
The one in the middle, he a big man, I dealt with him son)
Yeah, so I expect look like they ain't had a run, since ' 81
They ain't here on a hunt for food,
So they could catch you, some cash, and expensive jewels
I'm gonna crash 'em with this bottle if he move
I ain't the one son, my shit ain't come easy
It won't go easy, believe me
[Chorus: repeat 3X]
I change places, to prevent catchin' the cases
Races, in the faces, hall at you laces
This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this
(50 Cent, let's see if homicide trace this)

Top 50 Cent, Many Men

[Lloyd Banks]
Man we gotta go get something to eat man
I'm hungry as a motherfucker
[50 Cent]
Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?
[Lloyd Banks]
50, calm down, here he come
[8 Shots]
[Banks and 50]
Ahh, ohh, what the fuck!?
[50 Cent]
Ahh! son, pull up! pull up!
[50 Cent]
Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dog and I can't see
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And niggas trying to take my life away
I put a hole in nigga for fucking with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
'Cause I'll come and take your life away
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Now these pussy niggas putting money on my head
Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead
I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
When I rhyme, something special happen every time
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
I walk the block with the bundles
I've been knocked on the humble
Swing the ox when I rumble
Show your ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga, go'head, lose your head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
I walk around gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Sunnny days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
This if for my niggas on the block, twisting trees in cigars
For the niggas on lock, doing life behind bars
I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let niggas ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Every night I talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas keep pulling techs on me
Psyic says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much, when Pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked
I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read between the lines
In the bible it says, what goes around, comes around
Almost shot me, three weeks later he got shot down
Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fukcing breathing
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me

Top 50 Cent, Too Hot

(feat. Nas, Nature)
[Intro: DJ scratching]
'Niggas bit off Nas shit' - [Ghostface Killah]
'Admit it, you bit it' - [G. Dep]
'Niggas bit off Nas shit, niggas, niggas, bit off, Nas shit' -
[Ghostface Killah]
'Admit if, you bit it, bit it' - [G. Dep]
[Repeat]
[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
You can be a ridah and ride, or a coward and hide
Either way you go against me, you still gon die
I got four macs, a few nines, I'm ready for beef
You wanna talk, it ain't about money, then let it be brief
I need a drop for when it's a hot, a hummer for when it's cold
An ill attorney's in my corner when these fake niggas fold
The shit I kick fuck with niggas mentally, makes them wanna mention me
And see me doing a quarter century in the penitentiary
Nastradamus predicted 50's the future, that's a fact money
I run up on your workers with the mac, like where that pack money
I'm a tell ya'll what Papi told me
I got what you need, 19,5 a key
I stay catching a stunt, frontin' in somethin' mean
And I'll clap any nigga for the right amount of cream
Run up on them all with the same problem solver
Beat up ass, tape on the handle, trey eight revolver. What!
[Chorus]
Projects too hot, niggas better hope we never hit rock
Cause then we gonna run up in your spot
Screamin' get the fuck on the floor, give us the Ro'
[Repeat]
[Verse 2 - Nature]
Aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo, aiyyo
I'm like Sugar Shane Mosley, it ain't no beef
You're staring, a ticket holder that sits in row three
Next to Ron Artest and Kobe
Yo I woulda went pro too, then I let them phillies slow me
I'm like a black man's asthma, seeking a pump
Breathin' deeper when I'm creeping up
Ya'll need to fuck with the tightest, I stick niggas
Ensevilitus, leavin' whole families in silence
My virus is obvious, past on to most rap fiends
Un cured, ain't no vaccine
Last seen at the automatic teller machine, maxing out
Or in the studio booth, blacking out
It's Con Ed style, real twisted, I disappear on some Blair Witch shit
Comin' back I'm rich kid
Either or, you can't stop me with my feet in the door
Or walk away from the street or the morgue, play your part nigga.
[Chorus - Last line cut off]
'Niggas bit off Nas' - Ghostface Killah
'Admit it, you bit it' - G. Dep
'Tell these niggas somethin' God' - Ghostface Killah
[Verse 3 - Nas]
What, yo
I disturb niggas and white boys, with five pointed stars
Tatted on they arms, pimp your moms, like I'm Magic Don Juan
From Queens to Hong Kong, weed in the bong
We smoke that, leave our minks on the coat rack
Those that plot on me, nine times outta ten the nine is on me
Feds search the God, but nothin' they find on me
When I rap don't wait to clap applaud sooner
Unless you hate a nigga like George Bush Jr., I bring awkward to you
Porsche maneuvers thru the city like New York sewers
Stinkin' up the air, Central Park, horse manure
Rims is 22 inches, Benz suspensions
22 inch dick when I'm pimpin'
Impotent you niggas get me sick, wanna be soundin' like
You knowin' my arithmetic, but we don't sound alike
50 Cent with Braveheart-ed, we ride to the grave depart us
You fake niggas imitate what I started, let's go
[Intro - Once]
[Chorus]

Top 50 Cent, To All My Niggas

(feat. Eminem, Notorious B.I.G.)
[Intro]
I love niggas! I love niggas!
Cause niggas are me!
And I should only love that 'presents me
I love to see niggas go through changes (Whoooo!!)
I love to see niggas shoot through shit (Did it again)
And to all niggas that do it I love
[B.I.G.]
To all my Brooklyn (Niggas!)
To all my Uptown (You niggas understand?!)
To all my Bronx (It's war nigga)
To all my Queensbridge (I'll blow you away)
[Verse One: Notorious B.I.G.]
Back up chump, you know Biggie Smalls grips it quick
And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get
With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees
Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G's
Hittin' buckshots at niggas that open spots
On the avenue, take my loot, and I'm baggin you
Pimpin hoes that drive Volvo's and Rodeos
Flash the Roll, make her wet, in her pantyhose
Damn, a nigga style is unorthodox
Grip the glock, when I walk down the crowded blocks
Just in case a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
That's real
[Chorus: 50 Cent - repeat 2X]
We the realest nigga
50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga
Don't try to act like you don't feel a nigga
Biggie yo nigga, 50 yo nigga
Squeeze the trigga' leave a nigga fa' sho!
[Verse Two: Notorious B.I.G.]
When we smoke spliffs, we pack four-fifths
Just in case dread wanna riff
He get a free lift to the cemetary, rough very
Not your ordinary, we watch you get buried
That's a real nigga for ya
Get mad do a quarter flip the script, and rip your lawyer
Spit at the D.A. cause fuck what she say
She don't give a fuck about your ass anyway
Up North found first stop Watertown
Of fist-skill, where the hand skills are real ill
You'll be a super Hoover doo-doo stain remover
Ha hahhh, yo Chief, pass the Buddha
[Chorus]
[Verse Three: 50 Cent]
When I was young my M.O. was to go hand-to-hand
And even my P.O. she called me the Ginger Bread Man
I catch a new case, and tell her ass 'catch me if you can'
Don't let your people fill you up wit octane I'm not playing
Get gassed up to get blast up
Real B.I.G. style watch the kid break it down
Check it, thou shalt not fuck wit North C. Papa
50 Cent, I'll break yo ass off propa'
There's no place like home, New York - New York
I run this city, I don't dance around like Diddy
Niggas is giddy, till they act smack silly
Or spray wit the Mack Milly, they don't want drama really
Pussy niggas get hard lip syncing my lyrics like Milly Vanilly
Even the hood they feel me {*gun cocked*} hah! I'm on fire!
Niggas out in Philly they feel me, they bump my shit
Every bootlegger you know, bump my shit, bitch!
[Chorus]
The Invasion! (Invasion yeah)
Green Lantern! the infiltration, we comin'! (yeah)
[Bridge: Eminem]
I got 50 Cent, I got G-Unit
D-Tweezy in this bitch, wit Obie Trice!
So watch what you say, 'fore you call our name
Cause you say one more thing and it won't be nice!
[Verse Four: Eminem]
Whoa, here we go, I shoulda known
I was bound to get pulled into some bullshit
Sooner or later you little haters
Are too jealous of us to love us
You hate it G-Unit made it and Obie's coming
D-Tweezy's coming you're sick to your stomach
50 percent of it's 50 cent
The other 50 percent of it's who's color of skin it is
But if you even considerin' taking our label down
You better find our building and fly a fucking plane into it
But I ain't trying to get too intricate into it
I'm just trying to you give you a little hint for your own benefit
Cause then it's gonna get to the point
Where it escalates to some other shit
Then I'm a flip, then I'm a get to
'Stomping in my Air Force Ones'
But you won't be able to tell
If it's two pairs or it's one
It's just gonna feel like so many feet kicking you
You'd think Nike just made these into cleats in this shoe
I don't know what it is or what it could be
But I get a woody when these pussies try to push me
Thinking they gonna put me in a position to pickle me
Y'all tickle me pink
I think I'd just rather have Pink tickle me
Hickory dickory dock, tickety tock tickety
A little bit of the diggedy doc diggedy
Mixed with a little bit of the [Eminem vocal scratch]
Wit a pinch of Biggie
Look at me, I'm just the bomb diggedy
[Chorus: Eminem]
We the realest label
Don't try to act like you don't feel our label
Cause we gon' fuck around and kill your label
Obie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50, Shady records
We the label fa' sho!
We the realest label
Don't try to act like you don't feel our label
Cause we gon' fuck around and steal your paper
Obie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50, Shady records
We gon' kill your label fa' sho!
[Eminem]
Shady in the place to be see
And I got what it takes to +Roc The Mic+ right!
Still watch what you say to me punk
Cause I'm off probation in less than six months [gun cocked]
[Outro]
Haha, Shady Records
Still Aftermath, and don't think we don't
Hear you motherfuckers talkin'!
Cause we do and we see y'all
We just gon' sit back for a minute
While I see what the FUCK y'all do

Top 50 Cent, That Ain't Gangsta

[Verse 1:]
How you gonna take this? like a Man or a bitch?
you gon' get it on nigga or you gon' snitch?
I represent niggas in the hood gettin' rich
man, I stack chips and I unload clips
after 3 Summers in the joint I thought life was hard
some niggas started fightin', some niggas found God
you know me, started sellin' leek in the yard
yo, I ran into niggas who used to have Hummers
big as Hell in the joint wearin' '86 numbers
damm Dog, you been in here that long?
you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead wrong
a convo is only three words, 'yo whattup'
you ain't gotta work out to leave this bitch cut up
let a nigga find out you on some goin' home shit
and you tryin' to bounce without payin' a loan, shit
some niggas beat cases on the strength of they cream
after the witnesses disappeared on the strength of they team
I'm hard as Hell to get along wit' so it never fails
a nigga I got beef with end up in the same jail
he had a L rolled in bible paper blowin' the lye
I sent him a little kite just to be blowin' his high
and when I shot you in NewYork why would I box you now?
If I catch you in the yard I'm'a ox you down
niggas you think is real really can't hold they own
I'll have 'em on some E.T. shit tryin' to phone home
in here a gemstar is like a Nine Milly chrome
it's similar, infact they'll both split ya dome
scars are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home.
[Chorus]
You got blown over the jack? (that ain't gangsta)
Your Man ran when you got clapped? (that ain't gangsta)
rockin' a vest with no gat? (that ain't gangsta)
you only a thug when you rap? (that ain't gangsta)
niggas jooked you for your track? (that ain't gangsta)
you ran to other thugs to get it back? (that ain't gangsta)
niggas ran off with your packs? (that ain't gangsta)
If you ain't bustin' ya gat (that ain't gangsta)
[Verse 2:]
You'd call me an Animal if you seen me livin' on lock
I stay in a box cats be shook when I'm visitin' pop-ulation
when I walk by, niggas like 'Fifty don't play Son'
'yeah, somethin' really wrong with that nigga...'
max out, I'm goin' straight for the glock
bust a u-turn, I'm goin' straight to the block
the things that'll happen if niggas say I can't eat
down goes the window....out goes the heat
I'll make the whole block look like a fuckin' trackmeet
some get it in the leg, some get it in the back
some get it in the foot, bleed all over their airmax
nigga pump my packs or pay poor tax
it's extortion, it happens in the hood often
claim more lives than choices, free abortions
Rich Nice says I got a problem with the dice
'cause I put the title to the Benz on the line twice
I rock shit 'cause I stay on that block shit
that 9mm Ruger to your knot shit
see the difference is I'm real and you not, kid
I still stash crack money in my sock, shit
ya'll niggas wanna pop shit? I pop clips
leave with your blood on my mink in the drop Six
Guiliani and Pataki can't stop this
since '86 my whole clique pop Criss.
[Chorus]
5-5-1 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
1-3-4 BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!!
What the fuck you know about that?

Top 50 Cent, Star & Buc Outro

Uh Uh Uh Uh yall know how we do diz......
ya ya ya uh
(Verse 1)
aight i see starbuckz,
and i see you,
you look like coffee,
you hot and black,
i almost had an asthma attack,
so y don't we roll,
and we can do it in da back,
of my car,
we won't go dat far....
i'm tired of ryming anyone wanna go get some coffee?
[g-unit sayz "aight"]

Top 50 Cent, Soldier

(feat. G-Unit)
[50 Cent and DJ Whoo Kid talking]
[Hook]
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT!
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT!
[50 Cent]
It's a fact homie, eagles don't fly in flocks
But the eagles I got own sixteen shots
Like beefin', homie I ain't sayin' a word
I'll run up on your punk ass squeezing the bird
Now what New York niggas know about country grammar
Not much, but we know how to bang them hammers
When I pull out that thing, you better break yourself
Or win a trip to ICU, and you can take yourself
If you lucky motherfucker, I'm solider I told ya
Push ya shit back, put my knife through ya six pack
Gat bust, adrenaline rush, blowin' the dust
Five point O, burnin' the cluth, while I'm burnin' the dutch
You thought them other niggas was hot, I'm turnin' it up
This the blueprint, nigga are you learnin' or what
You done told me you respect me, now tell me I'm the nicest
Admit it nigga, I'm a mid-life crisis
[Hook]
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the weapon concealin')
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy until I retire my jersey)
[Lloyd Banks]
It's like niggas rate the respect of who gat bigger
Banks been blowin' on purple stuff before that fat nigga
Henny's make dollars, and dollars make death threats
I'm doin' remixes to bulletproof the Lex next
Duck nigga, everdays war
I'm heavy on sports, to my draw like NBA's store
Don't make me send the piece at you
I'll have your man walk around with another rest in peace tattoo
Look creampuff, you can get killed here
Nigga you ain't invincible, even Superman in a wheel chair
I've always been a picky man, but I ain't a flowered star
So I'mma fuck all fifty fans
Look, whether you like it or not, right in ya spot
All in your grill, wearin' the crown, airin' em down
We're in the pound puttin' fare in the clown
I'm running with gangstas, don't make one of em shank ya
[Hook]
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the weapon concealin')
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy until I retire my jersey)
[Tony Yayo]
I'mma ride with my rap shit and my body armor
Ride like a Taliban suicide bomber
Four five six feet, I off ya feet
I kill ya with a pillow when you fall asleep
Your records can't sell, your company is buyin' em
Give it up, Burger King is hirin'
You shoulda been a cop, cause you snitch a lot
Talkin' to the jakes, you bound to get shot
I used to watch Big Bird and Scooby Doo
Now I'm choppin' big birds and them bundles too
For that Master P money, that shoppin' spree money
That coke, that dope and that ecstasy money
I'm tryin' to build empires across the state line
So move like vampires, never see me in the daytime
I jump out with a nina and a mack
I have you like Khia, my neck, my back

Top 50 Cent, Say What You Want

(feat. Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
Yo, niggas be askin me 'yo 50 who you got beef wit?'
I'm a tell yall niggas who I got beef wit
I got beef wit any nigga I can't make no money wit
If I can't make no money wit you, fuck you nigga
G-Unit nigga, thats whatsup cause I said thats whatsup
[Tony Yayo]
I get money, money I got
so its a 100 grams or better when I'm going to cop
I never hold the toaster cause I use my little soldier
And my down bitch as a holster, like I'm supposed ta
heavy pistol sales for living
my gun rip through lungs and tear through tissue
while I'm out for the ends, you out for a rep
thats the same thing that have yo mama in a black dress
see me in a black lex, hard-top
My mink drop-top, fresh out the carlot
I got the gift of raw pugilist speeches(?)
So I'm gon sell like the box office features
Niggas in the hood can't see G-UNIT!
but deep in they heart they wanna be G-UNIT!
cause we got them three b's: benzes, burners and bitches
and plus we on the road to the riches
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
You can say what you want about me
As long as you don't get in the way of my money
Cause all that talking shit to me played out
Nigga keep bumping your gums you get laid out
[Lloyd Banks]
Lately I been going through a phase
Hope they aint tap the phones
Cause we got pumps the size of saxophones
Therefore I'm on the move with the squad
I'm stingy as ever, known to trick fast food on a broad
Picture me putting jewels on a broad
I'd rather put shoes on the car
A pool in the yard
You don't really wanna fool with the god
Nigga my front line long enough to fill two boulevards
In this game, you only make it far if you loyal
And if you grew up with your mother and your father you spoiled
Why swing, you gotta be strapped to get rid of me
Ill leave you in water like the statute of liberty
Tryin to be cool
Blowin green that strong enough to make a white boy open fire on a school
Keep rappin for your hood, I'm rappin for benzes
And long assault rifles with straps on the lenses
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]
Yall niggas gotta learn from me (Yeah!!)
What I learned from Gotta Rock and Spank G (Un-Huh)
Yall niggas gotta learn from me (Yeah!!)
What I learned from watching Brucie B
Look, I shot the sheriff
And nigga if you get too close yo punk ass getting shot
Here's the plan, I'm a keep stackin my ends
Till I'm on airplane seats in the Maebach benz
I'm all about the chips
I done took them trips
22's on the 6
26 on the bricks
And them outta town niggas, I'm chargin yall more
I tapdance on the shit I aint servin it raw
You sell smoke, look nigga I got what you need
But it aint goin cheap I got mouths to feed
Niggas always sayin damn 50 you bugged
Cause I got hoes giving niggas the date rape drug
Gimme his watch and his chain
We not the same, he a lame
He want pussy I'm bout my money man
Crap table in Vegas had his bitch on my dick
Threw a 7 so many times they thought the dice was fixed
Yo its 50, when your mindframe change and start to rearrange
I'll see you another day motherfucker it's 50
Shots 'til your heart drop and freeze up, ease up motherfucker
[Chorus]

Top 50 Cent, Power Of The Dollar

[Talking]
Ya'll niggas wanna get high, well we gonna get high then
This shit right here is drugs, ya'll for sell baby
50 Cent uh, take it how you wanna take it nigga
[Verse 1]
Yo aiyyo, aiyyo, there is six different wings in the spot, choose one
Some get addicted, some do it for fun
Boy my hoes are clean, just like my guns
And I keep them in a safe place, just like my funds
I keep all my big bills, give my wifey the ones
Frontin' and I'll clap your ass and leave you for dead son
Niggas who know me, know how I get down, I'm fresh out the pound
NYPD crit the flip, get on some New York undercover shit
Fuck wit dogs you ain't familiar wit, and get bit
Niggas scripted through the hit, for some paper and shit
It's all about the cash, keep it in a stash
Some niggas talk shit wit they ass, I see through them like glass
Popo lookin' for me, for some shit I did in the past
If you don't like me at first, I'm gonna grow on you like a rash
This rap shit, I got it in smash, I'm built to last
Feel the wrath, I bust that ass, sit back and laugh (haha)
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
You don't have to respect a nigga, but respect his cash
Cause for the money, niggas will murder that ass
I came up fast, I watched a lot of gats blast
The power of the dollar (the cash, the cash)
[Verse 2]
Nigga don't you ever forget, I call the shots
I run the spots, extort your pops, flossin' drops
I'm 'Livin Off Xperience' like Lox, I'm hot
Check what I got, shorty got knocked
Comin' up out the capsule spot
On the uptown block, he couldn't run from the cops
So my man got shot
In a jet black Brasada, across the street from his mom's crib on his block
I told him get them niggas that cash, they murdered that ass
Niggas told 'em slow down, he was movin' too fast
Heard the shot, went through his face after the glass, he crashed
Hit the three on his niggas grass, the cattle said it got low fast
The kid who had it done was a crude fella
Who woulda thought he wile out over that mozzarella
We ain't know them, but now we know better
Not to fuck with his cheddar, his man pack a beretta
He won't hesitate to squeeze that, over that green back
Believe that, now niggas know that he's back
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I ain't got a worry in the world, if it's beef, don't sing it, bring it
Parents warn their kids, about people like me
I'm out of order, I turn your only daughter, into a transporter
Before I die, I'm gonna see more blow than Rich Porter (woo)
50 Cent, don't get it fucked up for greens, I for greens
Let it go back to Smith, I dissect it
I check and correct it, flow perfected
I make shit hectic, I wreck shit, nigga check it
If you ain't tryin' to feel the flames from the blast
Respect a nigga cash
My smile will rock niggas to sleep, pack heat
Fuck the police, handle beef on the street
On a scale of 1 to 10, I'm a 9 with 2 MM's
If your man want to get involved, I'll bring it to him
Niggas been wantin' me dead, I'm still here kid
They send their dogs to come get me
They wet shit, but they ain't hit me
Word in the hood is 50, shifty
Niggas they don't want to go against me
Cause they know I hunt your ass alive
[Chorus]

Top 50 Cent, Poor Lil Rich

[Verse 1]
I let my watch talk for me, my whip talk for me
My gat talk for me, BOW! What up homie
My watch saying hi shorty we can be friends
My whip saying quit playing bitch get in
My earring saying we can hit the mall together
Shorty its only right that we ball together
I'm into bigger things y'all niggaz y'all know my style
Ya wrist bling bling, my shit bling blow
My pinky ring talk it say fifty I'm sick
That's why these niggaz is on my dick
Some hate me, some love my hits
Flex my man he gon bump my shit
See I'm alive man I really don't care
I tell them hoes whatever they wanna hear
You try and play me I'ma blaze it in
My chromes cost more than the crib ya momma raised ya in
[Chorus: repeat 2x]
I was a poor nigga
Now I'm a rich nigga
Getting paper now you can't tell me shit nigga
You can find me in the fo' dot six nigga
In the backseat fondling ya bitch nigga
[Verse 2]
New York niggaz, cocky niggaz like it's all good
Fuck around we crip-walking in the wrong hood
I'm fresh up out the slammer, I ain't no fucking bama
I'm from the wild whody, but I know country grammar
See me I get it crunk, niggaz go head and front
I go up out the trunk, come back, rollout I'm done (yeah)
My money come in lumps, my pockets got the mumps
You see me sitting on dubs, that's why u mad chump
Don't make me hit ya up, 50 cent will split ya up
I lay you down, them carnids will come and get ya up
See 50 play fa keeps, and 50 stay wit heat
I can't go commercial, they love me in the street
I'm real bloody man, the hood love me man
Don't make me show up in ya crib like bro-man
Locked up in a pen, I still do my thing
C-O screaming shut the fuck up in the pen
[Chorus (2x)]
I'm in the Benz on Monday, the BM on Tuesday
Range on Wednesday, Thursday I'm in the hooptay
Porsche on Friday, I do things my way
Vipe or Vette, I tear up the highway
Shorty she can tell ya about my dick game
But she don't know me, she only know my nickname
Left the hood and came back, damn shit changed
These young boys, they done got they own work man
[Chorus (2x)]

Top 50 Cent, Outta Control

[Yea
Shady..........
Aftermath
I guess you didn't kno'
I'd b back fo mo'
Everbody's on da flo'
Goin, Goin, out of control
Set it off on yo left dawg
Set it off on yo right dawg
Set it off, nigga I said set it off
Verse 1
Sick wit it, walk wit it, get wit it whaaa
In da club I get it goin, goin, uhhhh
Juss move it to da music, it's on
Da sound of 50 and D.R.E.
Everythings calculated in time precise
Neva move, anotha mill, let's get rite aiight
Success is my drug of choice, I'm high off life
I'm feelin lucky enuff to bet it all on a dice
Shorty do wachu wanna do, hit da dance floor
Move how you wanna move, later on, we can cruise
if you wanna cruise, it's whateva you want
The fact is I got water and I flow
Chorus:
I do my thang in da club
Every chance I get I tear it up
Dance floor jam packed, look
I got em, goin, goin, out of control
Set it off on yo left dawg
Set it off on yo right dawg
Set it off, nigga I said set it off
Verse 2
System bumpin, dance floor jumpin
We 30 deep in this bitch, we stuntin
Dat's wachu get, you in my hood
I thought you understood
You know me, V.I.P. no I.D.
Bottles of D.P., I do it real B.I.G.
Bitches break their neck to be where I be
Take em to extacy without extacy
I'mma cheff, you need a hit, I got the recipe
Doc got the antidote, drums and the notes
Can you feel it, Em said fo me to make you feel it
Remind you dat you rockin wit the realest
Chorus:
I do my thang in da club
Every chance I get I tear it up
Dance floor jam packed, look
I got em, goin, goin, out of control
Set it off on yo left dawg
Set it off on yo right dawg
Set it off, nigga I said set it off
Verse 3
I'm hot boiy, I'm burnin up
I do muh thang in da club wit da burna tucked
Till da speakers all blown, we gon turn it up
And do da damn thang, n do that man
Shorey hit me higher, then hit me low
Get da poppin n shakin dat thang on da flo'
A lil dose of it, now I want sum mo'
Nobody threw that thang on me like dat befo'
I'll be a fiend fo it, it's da way you move
But I ain't payin fo it, cuz I ain't no fool
If you okay wit it, tonight I stay wit it
Hit da tally, play wit it, in a major did it
Chorus:
I do my thang in da club
Every chance I get I tear it up
Dance floor jam packed, look
I got em, goin, goin, out of control
Set it off on yo left dawg
Set it off on yo right dawg
Set it off, nigga I said set it off]

Top 50 Cent, P.I.M.P.

Get Rich or Die tryin
(Chorus 2x)
I don’t know what u heard about me
But a bitch can’t get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms u can’t see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
(Verse1)
Now shorty she in da club, she’s dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She’s feeding fools fantasies they pay her cuz they want her
I spit a little G man and my game got her
A hour later had her ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in they ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me cuz I’m from New York
I aint that nigga trying to holla cuz I want some head
I’m that nigga trying to holla cuz I want some bread
I could care less how she perform while she in the bed
Bitches that try catch a date and come and play the kid
Look baby this is simple u cant see, u fucking me u fucking with a P-I-M-P
(Chorus 2x)
(Verse 2)
I’m by my money u see, girl u can holla at me
If you fucking with me, I’m a P-I-M-P
Not what u see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair bitch I’m a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
How it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch some TV
From the backseat of my V, I’m a P-I-M-P
Girl we could pop some champagne, and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all
We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you need some one, I’m the one u should call
Ill be there to pick u up if ever u should fall
If you got problems I could solve them, they big or they small
That other nigga u be with aint about shit
I’m your friend, your father, your confidant, BITCH
(Chorus 2x)
(Verse 3)
Shorty I told u fools before, I stay with the twos
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a hoe till I got a bitch confused
She got on payless, me I got on gator shoes
I’m shopping for Chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
Man this ho, you could have her when I’m done I aint gonna keep her
Man bitches come and go, every nigga and pimp they know
They say mystique but you aint gotta keep it on the low
Bitch tutor me how u strippin in the street
Put my other hoes down u get your ass beat
Now lick my bottom bitch, u always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
Get your hoe outta pocket I put a charge on the bitch
Cuz I need 4 TVs and they Mgs for a 6
Hoe make the pimp rich, I aint payin bitch
Catch a dick, such a dick shiiiiiit...trick
(Chorus 2x)
Yea, In Hollywood they say there’s no business like show business
In the hood they say there’s no business like ho business
U know
See I talk a little fast, but if u listen real fast
I aint gotta slow down for u 2 catch up BITCH
Hahaha, Yea

Top 50 Cent, Material Girl 2000

If a bitch don't like me
Somethin' wrong with the bitch (fuck that bitch)
Why... oh why... why... you wanna fuck with me now?
Yo Dave, that shit come with the game baby, the money, you know
thats how the shit work, you know what I'm sayin'
they supposed to love me now baby
I'm doin' it now baby
hahahaha
[Chorus]
Girl, what makes you wanna fuck with me now?
I've been wantin' to fuck wit' you for quite a while
Is the money makin' you wanna fuck with me?
The money gonna make you sell your soul
[Verse One]
Whoa... if money's gonna make me slam these hoes... then alright
Whattup Shorty, I ain't seen you in many moons
talk to me, how's life been treatin' you? good I hope
you got a smile that only a fool would forget
and a figure that'll leave a nigga droolin' and shit
There I was, kickin' my game, pickin' her brain
buggin' 'cause a while back I met this bitch on the train
she wasn't feelin' me, I pulled up, she wouldn't talk from the whip
Uptown girl, she feel like thats some chickenhead shit
but on the sidewalk we ain't play games
we exchanged numbers and names
I went back to the Range
I heard her Girlfriend whisperin' 'I know that nigga, he rich'
she think I got six whips 'cause me and my Man switch
anyway, her name is CeCe
she said she go to BMCC
push a '98 328 with chrome BB's
she said she seen me in the Onyx video on TV
she liked my part the best, man, this bitch is tryin' to G me.
[Chorus]
[Verse Two]
It's hard as Hell to find a Girl thats really down for ya
type that'll hold down the Tre pound for ya
they into diamonds now, to Hell with pearls
these trick niggas fucked up, they done gave 'em the World
Hey Shorty, why you like me? huh? you like the way I spit?
oh, I hit your girlfriend, she told you 'bout the dick?
nah for real, am I the type that you wanna roll wit'?
platinum iced out, got rid of that gold shit
I love my lifestyle, you too, you love it
that I could blow Twenty Thousand and think nothin' of it
know you wouldn't fuck with me if I had no ends
probably wouldn't fuck in the whip if it wasn't a Benz
I guess life looks different through them Shanel tints
Man, I don't care if these hoes love me or not
long as I rhyme hot I'm gettin' head in my drop
it goes on and on and on and it don't stop.
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
One thing you can always count on is change
and a rich nigga to come put shit in the game
had a 4.0 then Jigga made you trade your Range
would've felt broke if you couldn't get your change
now it's hard to find us or stay behind us
while we on the 900 double R Hondas
watch the cats who flip bricks recline in the latest whips
while Penetentiaries stay packed with cats who sling packs
all these hoes ain't Madonna fans but all across the World
you can find a material Girl
I sip Dom 'till I earl
take 'em two at a time
quick I get in they mind
have 'em thinkin' they mine
bust off then tell 'em 'Bust a Uey, on mo' time'
I'm like the reason ya'll niggas can't eat this year
got your bitch breakin' her neck to peep this here
c'mon... uh huh... c'mon
[Chorus - repeat 2X]
Fuck you bitch! leave me alone, walk on... get the fuck on...
Yo, Shorty... tell your friends ya'll ain't fuckin' with us...
aww man... look... he ain't mean that shit...
c'mon thats just records... niggas is playin'...
we wasn't serious and shit...

Top 50 Cent, Many Men (Wish Death)

(feat. Lloyd Banks)
[Lloyd Banks]
Man we gotta go get something to eat man
I'm hungry as a motherfucker
[50 Cent]
Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so long son?
[Lloyd Banks]
50, calm down, here he come
[9 Shots]
[Banks and 50]
Ahh, ohh, what the fuck!?
[50 Cent]
Ahh! son, pull up! pull up!
[50 Cent]
Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And niggas trying to take my life away
I put a hole in a nigga for fucking with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
'Cause I'll come and take your life away
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Now these pussy niggas putting money on my head
Go on and get your refund motherfucker, I ain't dead
I'm the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
I'm the underground king and I ain't been crowned
When I rhyme, something special happen every time
I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his prime
I walk the block with the bundles
I've been knocked on the humble
Swing the ox when I rumble
Show your ass what my gun do
Got a temper nigga, go'head, lose your head
Turn your back on me, get clapped and lose your legs
I walk around gun on my waist, chip on my shoulder
Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this beef ain't over
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Sunny days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't for rain
Joy wouldn't feel so good, if it wasn't for pain
Death gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
It'll leave you physically, mentally, and emotionally scarred
This if for my niggas on the block, twisting trees and cigars
For the niggas on lock, doing life behind bars
I don't see only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
Quick these crackers will give my black ass a hundred years
I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the Don
Like Malcolm by any means, with my gun in my palm
Slim switched sides on me, let niggas ride on me
I thought we was cool, why you want me to die homie?
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Every night I talk to god, but he don't say nothing back
I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my gat
In my nightmares, niggas keep pulling techs on me
Psych says some dumb bitch, put a hex on me
The feds didn't know much, when Pac got shot
I got a kite from the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked
I ain't gonna spell it out for you motherfuckers all the time
Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read between the lines
In the bible it says, what goes around, comes around
Homie shot me three weeks later he got shot down
Now it's clear that I'm here, for a real reason
'Cause he got hit like I got hit, but he ain't fucking breathing
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me

Top 50 Cent, Man Down

[50 Cent]
AOWWWW~! It hurts...
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah - YEAH!!
D's tryin to plant a murder on me
In the precinct they sayin I done murdered homey
I told my lawyer I ain't heard of homey
And e'rybody know my niggaz buried him fo' me
You see I'm on your crib it ain't a burglary homey
They fin' to have me stuck in purgatory
I'm down to do the stickin when it come to the orgy
Conventional methods of sex, totally bore me
Wait~! I'm gettin sidetracked, back to the story
These cocksuckin [censored] got it in fo' me
[censored] they wanna [censored] me up
[censored] me find my burner and [censored] me up
But history repeats itself, they never learn
The Unit's the new people who gon' [censored]
Huh, we'll find out when niggaz let off the rounds
And this [censored] screamin [censored] down
[Chorus]
Get in the way, I'll murder dem
I'll murder dem
A nigga already got three strikes, I'll murder dem
I said I'll murder dem
Any motherfucker touch me, I'll murder dem
I'll murder dem
You don't believe me wait and see, I'll murder dem
You see I told you I'd murder dem
[50 Cent]
They sayin I'm an accident waitin to happen
I got one in the head, I'm just waitin to clap it
A pimp told me I was made for this mack shit
So just get you a white girl, don't fuck with no black bitch
I got two felonies, from sellin that crack shit
And the third one, came from showin niggaz my mac spit
See I'm down for that daytime action
Have niggaz crawlin under cars when I start to cappin
So they don't know what to say to the [censored]
But they know if word get back, somethin gon' happen
I've been shot, I've been stabbed, but I ain't been snitched on
When you snitchin where I'm from you gon' get your shit blown
Southside - I make the best of the worst
We gotta share the same bitch, okay I go first
Cause your, baby's momma is my, baby's momma
I come through to see my little nigga with the llama
[Chorus]

Top 50 Cent, Killa Tape Intro

New York City...
You are now rockin with 50 cent..
Are you ready?
[Gun click]
I said are you ready?
See you wit me nigga?
DROP DEAD.
[mumbles:] Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop
"G UNIT"
"Somthin new"
I'm not that nigga in your video
I'm not a trick I don't love the hoes
and Niggaz know, I be on the low
but I miss my dawg
and I twist my drawer
I'm not that nigga that you think you know
I walk around with a big fo-fo
You front on me I'm gone get at your dawg
I be at rite are your crib, right at your door
What up 50?
Coming up I ain't have much, but I wanted alot
I had paper for a hoopty but I wanted a drop
so you know, I had make somthing outta nothin
Like turn an empty spot into a crack spot pumpin
im so hard at nine-teen I bought a benz, I did.
The older niggaz really wasn't feelin the kid
Try to find where I live so they could run in my crib
but you can't hustle a hustler I peeped it and slid
Back then, Niggaz used to call me bo
At six months I told them "Million go tops on Gar-bo"
Country came around, hes into clappin
country left, same shit started happening
Like "He shot rob for some ends, rob shot joe for some skins,
Cory shot drew and we was friends, money turned boys into men
The cycle never changes, shit just starts again..
"naw nigga, ain't nuthin changed nigga,
yea I've been gone for a minute, but I'm BACK!"
(damn 50 it's good to see you back in the hood)
you see my cherry red SL nigga I'm doin good
sometimes I can't find the words to say how I feel
so, I take a quote from menace "LOOK AT THE WHEELS!!"
I'm addicted to stuntin, now that I'm holdin something,
I got a trunk full of guns from VA to ?
(oh will you let me hold something?)
nigga you high or something? I don't play games I'm
bout my money nigga buy something!
I got a few 5ths, I got a few 9's,
Here nigga take one...
"yea, don't ever say I don't do nothing for you nigga,
you kno don't say I didn't look out for you. KnowhatImean?
But make sure nigga that you go catch some jokes
when you come back you gonna have my paper for that thang thang knowhatI'msayin?
I don't want it back, don't try to use it then give it back to me
Cuz I ya'll niggaz now, runnin around sayin
"50 getting all this rap money and he won't help us" ha ha...
Sit tight nigga I'm comin! You know? New shit!!!
All the shit I put out on the mix tapes is for the mix tapes
I got a million...
...
OH MY GOD!! My shit is so hot right now I'm in the zone

Top 50 Cent, You Ain't No Gangsta

[50 Cent]
Look If you ain't worth a mil, you ain't far from broke
Got anought heart to sell weed but you scared of dope
I wouldn't snitch on my peoples if the feds grabbed me
Yo ass would hit more notes than Ron Isley
I wouldn't rhyme about Rolleys if I had no watch
Wouldnt write about crack if I ain't had no spot
You talk six coupe shit you only pushing a trey
Got bitches shutting you down in the C.L.K
For cats like you, crime don't pay
You just linger in the hood, them niggaz blow you away
You the type to get paper when I'm locked up, get yo jewels rocked up
Then have to tuck em in when I pop up
Niggaz in the hood sayin '50's Grimy'
Cause they hit me wit Kosami and now they can't find me
If you see it how I see it, my watch is yo whip
And I can cop anotha one afta each assist
[Chorus x2]
You ain't no gangsta
You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fake fraudulent motherfucker
You ain't a gangsta
I should cut ya, cock back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
We don't trust ya
[50 Cent]
You owe a nigga? You don't wanna pay him?
Kill him, that's what they said ta ta disapper him
Y'all ain't got to believe me
When I'm done with this rhyme if theres time I'll hit a flick
Wit Mariella this connect bitch, Peruvian chick
She ain't hot but eevrytime I fuck the coke right drops
When it's time to get it on (what)
I pull over the thong (uh huh)
Fuck till I nut then get up, I'm gone (yeah)
Usualy hit it watchin tele way out in L.A.
I like it when she say 'Papi I feel it in my Belly'
Call up all my niggaz in New York on the celly
First thing I'm sayin is 'Nigga what da deally'
Pack a trey pound up under my Pelle Pelle
Y'all niggaz want war, clap clap, Oh really?
I watch niggaz slang packs in front of the deli
Got 20 inch chrome sittin on my perili
Lorenzo on the Benzo nigga you feel me?
[Chorus x2]
You ain't no gangsta
You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fake fraudulent motherfucker
You ain't a gangsta
I should cut ya, cock back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
We don't trust ya
[50 Cent]
Fix the cell, blast the room devil spray, turnin proof
Hoe whip, bulet proof, yopu ain't fuckin wit me, duke
Bricks from Filipe, 19 five, what we pay
Cop on a week mad hard to catch him on the weekday
Niggaz backed up, slugs to the gut, that'll bet him up
Gettin fed thru his arm in a hospital wil slim him up
Get it thru yo head, 50 Cent don't care
I cock triggers light the blockup, iller than times square
Real shit, you spit it cause you seen it
I spit it cause I did it and I mean it
Man, I don't like none of y'all
Fuck around I'll run in y'all pop one in y'all
Had the whole hood talkin bout what I done to y'all
Listen I don't give a fuck if you blood or cuz
I got love for thugs niggaz firing slugs
Stage rapping ass niggaz ain't sold no drugs
Gotta show me some love cause my sins are bluffed
[Chorus x2]
You ain't no gangsta
You'se a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fake fraudulent motherfucker
You ain't a gangsta
I should cut ya, cock back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
We don't trust ya

Top 50 Cent, Whoo Kid

[50 Cent talking]
[Hook]
You want beef wit me? take a number, and get in line
You bump heads wit me?
I pop ya top off wit the nine
You mad at me? Shit cause you can't shine
You ain't gettin' yours? thats fucked up cause I'm gettin' mine
[50 Cent]
I got a M1 in my hand, I'm feelin' to start killin' shit
I'm not the nation's new Malcolm X, but I'm militant
What, I'm supposed to be scared cause you got a big chest?
My four fifth will lift you and your motherfuckin' bench press
Why you screamin' war senseless, I'm tryin' to spaz
Swing my knife, tore break it off in yo ass
Niggas get hugged up in the huddle, I know how to clear 'em out
Four fifth, four shots, that'll fuckin' air 'em out
In the hood niggas love me cause I keep it real
G-Unit niggas, they gon' always make bail
Whether it's two G's or twenty G's
Whether or not wit two pieces or two keys
Bitch please, get on ya knees you can lick these balls
I'm not that nigga that you striptease for
You gotta a problem or anger nigga to call
Cause I'm out like a pimp and a trick, bitch!
[Hook]
You want beef wit me? take a number, get in line
You bump heads wit me? I pop ya top off wit the nine
You mad at me? Shit cause you can't shine
You ain't get yours? That's fucked up cause I'm gettin' mine
[50 Cent talks till end]

Top 50 Cent, Ghetto Quran (Forgive Me Pt. 1)

[talking]
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
Southside, what y'all niggas know about the dirty south?
One time
[Chorus]
Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
Over and over again, just to stay on top
I recall memories, filled with sin
Over and over again, and again
Yo, when you hear talk of the southside, you hear talk of the team
See niggas feared Prince and respected Preme
For all you slow muthafuckas I'm a break it down iller
See Preme was a business man and Prince was the killer
Remember, he used to push the bulletproof BM, uh huh
This here get ya seasick, I sat back and peeped shit
The roll with Easy Rider and they ain't get blunted
Had the whole projects workin for fifty on five-hundred
As a youth, all I ever did was sell crack
I used to idolize cat
Heart me in my heart to hear that nigga snitched on Pat, how he go out like
that?
Rumors in the hood was ?? was snitchin
I ain't believe that, pa, he helped me cop my first GSX-R
Had the four-runner, the Z, the 5 and the 3
Used to drive his truck through the hood draggin jet skis
From Gerald Wallace to Baby Wise, don't be suprised
Of how freely I thought of names of games who dealt with pies
Like L-A-N-Y's, L got shot in the neck, then told us connect
Them niggas who shot 'em got 'em for ten bricks
Fuckin Dominicans, turned around and gave 'em more bricks
[Chorus]
That first verse is just a dose of the shit that I'm on
Consider this the first chapter in the ghetto's Quran
I know a lot of niggas that get dough like Remmy and Joe
And Prince and Rightous from Hillside with the mole on his nose
Throughout my struggles through the hood, I started learnin
Life's a bitch, with a pretty face, but she burnin
Man I'm a get cheese like Chaz then run through wips like Cigar
Gamble all the time like country-curly head Prince and Tata
Po-po under pressure too, they know what they facin
Go against crews like B-Bo and killers like Patty Mason
A lotta niggas I know been corrupted since birth
Enticed to rob nuns for fun, for everything they worth
I know some cats that hail at old complexes like Cooley Wall
Together niggas stand and divided they fall
Round here, shook niggas they keep it in motion
Come around here with your rollie you can get robbed like Ocean
Lord knows, Tommy had loved and sold
Helicopters, Rolls Royces with Louie VaTonne interior
Might sound like I'm fantasizin, but son I'm dead serious
Montanna was no dummy, brought Benice to watch the money
Had money out the ass, he politic like the Asian
FEDs couldn't catch him dirty so settled for tax evasion
[Chorus]
Yo, rest in peace to Rich and Ron, money what they was about yo
The twins was some queens but got crazy cream with Alpo
Throughout my time I heard tales of Himey, Frenchy, Jamaican Pauly, Ducky
Cally
Rodney Bump and Chick, shit
A lot a niggas flow the way I flow
but ain't been in the game all their life so don't know who I know
Writin rhymes is the best way I express how I feel
If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail
Comin up I heard sippin to much booze'll leave you confused
And if you watch the news you see playas in this game that lose
I'm forgettin Lefty and Jazz, Pretty Tony and Lance
Head Lou, Mel son, Troy and E Money Bags
And a conversation over shrimp and lobster
And Benny Hiners heard Chico stopped boxin, and started robbin diners
Shout out to Clanvis and Clutch, Bob Dre, Black Will
If the flow don't kill you the Mac will
[Chorus]

Top 50 Cent, Hail Mary

(Spoken - Eminem)
Makaveli rest in peace
Erv gotti
Too much bacardi in his body
Mouth like a 12 guage shotty
(Chorus part1 x1)
Come get me - If u motherfuckers want shady
If pac was still here now - He would never ride with ja
Nah nana nah na na na nah
(Voice over - Eminem)
Feel me
And ja said he shall be the lost begotten seed of 2pac
To lead this industry into the ways of the man
Follow me
Keep my mesh vest as pacs vest
(Chorus x1)
(Eminem)
You aint a killer you a pussy
That ecstacy done got you all emotional and mooshy
Bitches wearin rags in fotoz Jas words bein quoted
In the source stealin pacs shit like he just wrote it
You loud mouth pray to god hopin no ones listenin
See 50 comin for me oh my god ma my position
No one 'll pay attention to me please gotti here i go
Give me this pill ecstacy got me feelin so invincible
Now all of a sudden im a fuckin mad who screams
Like im pac but im not, enemies, hennesse
Actin like im great but im fake im crazy
Sweat drip get me off this trip someone stop this train
Some say my brain is all corrupt and fucked from this shit
Im stuck im addcited to these drugs im a quit
Sayin motherfuckers names before someone fucks me up
Aint no pussies over here partner, see you in hell fucker
(Chorus part1 x1)
Come get me - If u motherfuckers want shady
If pac was still here now - He would never ride with ja
Nah nana nah na na na nah
(Chorus part2 x1)
Get off that e - Before u come and try to fuck with me
Its aftermath here now - Shady records got it locked
Lah lala lah la la la lah
(50 Cent)
Penetentiaries is packed with promise makers
Never realize the precious time these bitch niggaz is wastin
Institutionalized my bitchz bring me product by the bundles
Not so hard for em to sell G Unit mother fucker, We ballin
Catch me countin G's and when im callin, cant ya accept my call
See youll let me sip on hennesse, can i sip some more
Hell i done been to jail i aint scared
Moma checkin in my bedroom i aint there
I got a head with no screws in it
Motherfuckers thinkin they can stop 50, they losin it
Lil nigga name ja think he live like me
Told em bout he left the hospital took 9 like me
You livin fantasies nigga, i be chequin deposits
When ur lil sweet ass gone come out of the closet
Now he wonderin why dmx blown them out
Next time grown folks talkin bitch close ur mouth
Peep me i take this war shit deeply
Done see too many real niggaz ballin to let these bitch niggaz beat me
Black, youz a motherfuckin punk and you dont see me with gloves
Quit scaring them kids with ur ugly ass mug
And you can tell them niggaz you roll with whatever you want
But you and i know whats goin on
Nigga pay back time i know ur bitch ass from way back
Winners be strapped with mach's know i dont play that
All these old rappers tryin to advance
Its all over now take it like a man (Haha)
Erv lookin like larry holmes flabby and shit
Tryin to playa hate on my shit, nigga eat a fat dick
Lovin this shit thats how u made me
Feelin like i got you niggaz crazy (Uhuh)
Against all odds
Hopin my thug motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit i ever wrote
Against all odds
Up in the studio gettin blow
To the truest shit i ever spoke
(Voice over - 50 Cent)
21 gun salute, bitch !
(Busta Rhymes)
Aye yo, i been one of the most humble Rep the streets to the core
Aye jeffery... What u come and bother me for
Its been a long time comin like a blessin and check you
See one oh six you punk

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